Bring on the bike path.

I got reacquainted with Whitey Wrecker last night, and not just by lovingly caressing her white sleek body. I rode her down the street and around the corner and through the neighborhood, all the while chatting like old buddies.

I know that I probably shouldn't be riding my bike on the road yet (or at all), but waahhh i wanna . In fact, I find it much easier to ride than to walk, as walking still puts an uncomfortable amount of weight on my knee. And although he doesn't realize it, my doctor and I are having a personal disagreement on the philosophy of life, love, and rehab and he is close to being broken up with, so I really don't care what he thinks.

It felt great to transport my body in a non motorized manner. It felt good to get out and exercise. And overall, my knee just feels good. So I will continue my careful but dedicated self rehab and rejoice about the fact that I am at 98% full range of motion, very little swelling, and can now pop my quad.