(Thanks for your comment on yesterday's post, Laura. Yes, I've got to allow for the normal events of a normal life and realize that I'll survive ... )
Today I remembered a great guy I saw at the Cataract Gorge in Launceston, Tasmania. He was wheeling up a very steep hill in a wheelchair, using only his hands (and strong arms and shoulders and back) for power.
His strength and determination were amazing, and he curtly rejected an offer by a well-intentioned person to give him a push. He most definitely did NOT need a push, and even more definitely did not need the pity that other person thought was kindness.
The wheelchair guy is a good role model for me, a reminder that achieving my fitness goals isn't always going to be the straightforward plan-attack-just-do-it program I wish it would be.
(I'll post some photos of us in that park in Launceston sometime soon. Meanwhile, here's the park's official Web site with some great photos of the whole park.)