I’m still buzzing from my walking session last Friday, May 23rd. Honestly, I can’t remember the last time a day in rehab left me this energized. What began as a standard session—with the robotic assistance set to 40%, same as usual—ended up being a genuine breakthrough, one of those moments where you realize just how far you’ve come, even if you’re still on the road. I walked over 1,600 steps in that session. That’s not just a personal record—it’s a number I haven’t seen in years, all in a single go. For anyone who hasn’t been through a long rehab journey, it might sound like just another stat. But for me, it’s a marker of progress that’s both physical and mental. The most amazing part wasn’t even the step count, though. It was how it felt. Effortless might sound like an exaggeration, but that’s really what it was. I didn’t have to stop to catch my breath. I didn’t feel my feet drag or get stuck, and I wasn’t fighting that old, familiar fatigue that usually creeps in. For the first time in a long while, walking felt normal again. Natural. Like my body remembered how to do it without protest. To mix things up (and because I secretly love the challenge), I even added some backward walking to the routine. There’s something oddly satisfying about it—feeling your glutes fire, your balance kick in, and knowing you’re pushing yourself a little further than last time. It’s not just about mobility; it’s about confidence, too.
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