Nick is sore. Really sore. The good kind of sore though. The “I just did Bootcamp after not exercising for the last two years” sore. The “I can’t even sit on the toilet because I did too many squats and lunges” sore. The “I don’t have any freakin’ feet but I’m learning to walk again anyway” sore. He’s pushing himself, but not going overboard. He swam today, lifted weights and did about 15 laps on the parallel bars. Soreness is inevitable.
He’s getting more comfortable on his new stilts. Yet I think I spoke too soon about the sockets not hurting, because today the right one was bothering him a little. This is exactly why we already have another appointment set up to check the fit and make any necessary adjustments. That’s in 10 days. Then we’ll see Phil again a month after that as well.