I didn't post this in my blog last night because I was getting really tired, and my own blog was wearing me out. Before my stroke, I was in the best shape of my life. My best friend and I would go hiking every weekend at one of the many cool places near where we live. After my stroke, I had so much weakness in my right ankle, that hiking was pretty much out of the question as my friend is literally a full foot shorter than I am (I am 5'11 and she is 4'11) and I couldn't see her being able to drag my sorry butt out of the woods if my ankle decided that enough was enough. I have worked a great deal in the last couple of years to get it back to normal. My doctor tells me that it will never be completely normal again and I will have to learn to live with it. I said okay and decided that I was going hiking. I did...with no problems! WOOOHOOO!

I feel go good this morning, I can't help but smile! :big_grin: :big_grin: :big_grin: :big_grin: