"Normal"

I went to the SLC today and had some time before my meeting so I went for a "walk" around the city. I went down this one sidewalk that went downhill just slightly. It was nice to not have to push my wheels every 3 seconds but just let gravity do its thing.

For that brief moment - well, as long as the sidewalk was - I had a tiny remembrance of what if feels like to be moving and normal at the same time. I'm so slow and weak that every push or reach or tug or turn or whatever takes so much effort. But weaving down the sidewalk was a nice reminder of what used to be "normal."

It felt awesome.