A bit of a hike

  

The aptly named Wellness Park, Tacheva and Miraleste, Palm Springs

  

Quite a month. An end to the long long winter. A month of blazing white sun and aqua pool oases of Palm Springs. A Beginning. 

M-F, every morning, Miss Rubi, the motelier's driver (OK, Ruby) has driven me and then picked me up at the Stroke Center.  Stationary Bike: 15mins, Arm Pedal: 10 mins, 50 reps on the Crunch machine, 60 on the Leg machine, stretch out on the Pulleys and remember to do the blocked Calf Stretch. Workout total: usually One Hour. Believe it or not: For me that was quite the workout. I pressed myself. I was good for little else that day. (Not that I am usually any good at all for anything, but . . .)

No Tram, no Art Museum, no architectural tours, sometimes dinner, sometimes a card game, always a little ironing. Things were simple. 

Today for the first time I got it in my head to walk to the Stroke Recovery Center.  I was up at 4 something, so I had lots of time for getting dressed, coffee, papers, waiting.  At 8:30, I slipped out and headed south.  I had a hat, sunglasses, drinking water and had googled directions and put the turns into my iPhone.  A bit much?  Yes, but I didn't want to get in any inexcusable trouble.  I could imagine my sister calling me in the hospital. "You did what?" she would say. Brian would be standing one side of the bed, Ruby on the other, no one would be smiling. 

I wanted some insurance that nothing stupid would happen.

Nothing did.  I made it .5 mile down Palm Canyon to Tachevah. I made it another .4 mile to the park. Across the intersection from the Desert Regional Hospital there is "Wellness" Park. 

A new looking, beautifully planted, all ability friendly park with 5 or so exercise stations right up my alley. So I did the circuit, passing on the sit-ups, and was walking like a pre-stroker. Then Ruby called. I'd been found. I had time to snap a few more pictures on my iPhone and walk a few blocks closer to the Center where i said my thankful misty good-byes. I told them what I thought about the fabulous park, that I had done my exercising and that I hoped I'd be back.

I do plan to come back. Lighter, quicker, stronger.  Someday soon I'll be ready for a REAL vacation. 

Wanna come?

- - - David