That’s the new goal. I flirted with the idea of running a mile (this after walking a mile at the 90-day mark), but I’m about to go on a long vacation and jogging isn’t my idea of a vacation. And so calf raises it is, 20 of them, on one leg.

At the moment, I can only do three. Kind of freaky how difficult it is! Part of it is getting over the fear that it’s going to rupture again with all of my weight on one leg. Part of it is getting stronger. Much stronger.

In other news, my handicapped parking pass expired just when I was getting used to rock star parking in front of every restaurant - damn! And I had another appointment with my orthopedic surgeon. It took him five minutes to say everything looks fine and to come back in another six weeks.