We arrived at the motel last night despite many road challenges, and the footrest Greg had cobbled up was nearly perfect-- we're discussing its next round of design. My back had zero pain and my knees were... Stressed.

I walked off the drive after we checked in, setting up camp in our room, and with sleep aids I got eight full hours of deep rest. My ankle, usually basketball size till the third day, are almost normal already-- that footrest for brief breaks from driving.

This AM, he's off to church with Mom while I continue room setup-- swapping some pillows around, adding a chair from the handy, included patio, stowing a few items better, hanging up re-wearables, and rinsing out lingerie.

Later, while she has her afternoon nap, he'll come back and we'll check out the pool. It's pretty far from the room and I can't take sitting breaks on the way because the seat will carry my step block, leg weights, and gear bag. So for this first pool visit I need a second pair of hands, and we can plan how subsequent scheduling will need to work.