A connection with food, learn to love what you once hated

So I’m a little inspired right now, I hope that is going to last.

I’ve not really given myself enough credit for what I’ve achieved which is coming up in about October what will have been a 2 year journey which will last the rest of my life.

This morning I wanted to head to the Adelaide Showground Farmers market. While I’m going ok, there are times when it’s best to have support. A good friend of mine told me that the markets was a regular Sunday for her and I asked if I could grab a ride.

We got there around 9:30 and headed to the breakie place and had the most amazing fresh juice I had some hot spicy chicken wrap thing which was a great choice given the cold weather.

Ventured around the market a little bit to see what was happening and what had changed since I was there last. Foursquare last had me at the market in January which I think would be right.

What got me today was I had a bit of an idea what I was after and part of that was I had no idea about some of the products I was buying.

Some of the problem was there was quite a range and the real benefit you have of buying from the supplier direct is you can ask questions about the production of the product and how to  best use it.

The other great thing you can’t get from a supermarket shelf is the good old taste test.

Sure I’m outside of my comfort zone, I’m not sure what I’m doing, but hell I’m not always going to tell the vendor that.

There are times that I will play that card.

What amazed me today is for the first time a little bit of meal planning came in and that meant I had to work out who I was going to talk to.

I caught up with The Semaphore Pantry who turns out is a mutual friend of mine, their stuff is always a nice heat and eat option.

Next door that was The Passionate Foodie, looked a little quiet but had an amazing display of food dips and sauces. Wanted a new salad dressing ended up with their Chilli, Lime and Coriander Dipping Sauce.

It’s very strong so am going to have to be careful how much I use. Will be a great dipping sauce as the name suggests or even applied on cooked meats or extremely lightly as a salad dressing.

I was actually meant to buy seeds today to get my garden started and I really must write up about the work Productive Garden Co have started for me, that’s a post in itself.

While I don’t profess to be an expert and I’m stil battling getting my diet under control

going to a market and talking to stall holders about their product and actually have a way I can practically use it, is something that I never dreamt that I’d do.

This is only the first step of the “next phaze” of what I’m working towards.

I’ve gone full circle, gone is the 2L+ a day of “fully leaded Coke” as a friend says.
To reading product labels to work out what I’m ingesting and to working with raw ingredients to now have a garden ready for planting.

I really is all starting to come together and what really gets me, is this shouldn’t be anything special, this should be the norm.

Sadly in this day and age it’s not the norm and I personally feel compelled to try and help people make the same realisations that I have and comity to themselves to make sustainable lifestyle changes.

Never said this stuff was easy and by heck I’ve made some mistakes, but the by product of actually eating foot that’s good for you instead of highly processed, fat & sugar rich crap really makes a difference.

I’ve done quite a few cooking classes and only just recently started re-applying what I’ve learnt from them.

Even had to get a friend out to sharpen my knife block for me as I was actually injuring myself with blunt knifes!

I’m all about sustainability, from making sure the food I eat is local, fresh and in season.

To making sure the changes I build into my life are able to be maintained and that I don’t change too much too soon.

It’s through this realisation that I’m finally about to break the obesity cycle (I’ve done well, but there is aways room for improvement) and get past the comfort eating (that still happens but not as much) and rather than see food as a vice. To actually  give some thought and do some preperation in both sourcing and preparing the food. Rather than putting up the white flag, say it’s all too hard  give in and buy junk food. I’ll actually enjoy buying, preparing, cooking and sharing  food.

That’s the wow or “ah ya” moment right their folks, that’s my journey so far today.

Hope your having an amazing one too.


With a hint of stubbornness

I have had quite an interesting time since last writing.

Managed a 4 day week at work last week, I’m headed tomorrow to complete my first full week back at work since surgery.

This week has been quite the challenge on so many fronts.

I’m going to keep this largely personal as that’s the focus of this blog.

Comment of the week would have to go to the dry wit of a couple of nurses I’ve had the pleasure of dealing with this week.

One in particular sees me in two post op shoes and says something like “oh…. You look like you’ve had some surgery”

Yeah second round in about 12 months and a week!

Lets face it in many ways I’m my fathers son and as a byproduct of that is dedication, determination and hard work. To some it could be seen as being stubborn!

It’s been explained to me that this “stubborn ness” if focused correctly is not a bad thing!

I have to might for many things and sometimes it gets really easy to get caught up in sweating the small stuff and is often the case not being prepared to take chances.

My mobility right now is really frustrating me. It’s such a fine line. Do too little and get depressed due to isolation. There are times I just have to accept there are things I still can’t do.

That said there are times you push though and surprise yourself with your abilities.
That said you literally have to be ready for the pain when you screw up.

The trick is making sure what you are doing is consistent with your goals. Taking it easy, one step at a time or just not over doing it are popular terms.

The challenge is their and one needs to pick a balance between the conservative approach and taking risks.

The rewards should not be underestimated.

Rehab has begun and on the road to a good outcome

So I’ve neglected the blog a bit over the past week. I’ve been just a tad busy and wanting to focus on the really important things in life!

Blogging can be quite cathartic so there does come a time when it is handy to spend a moment and summarize the past week.

So Monday was a public holiday and Tuesday was return to work (full time) I set a time frame of two weeks to take off for this last round of surgery and it will actually be 12 work days so technically slightly longer than two weeks.

Anyway I fronted for work on Tuesday and while it was a hard slog, as the week went on I started to adjust.

I’d be lying if I said the return to work was easy. Managing my own situation and that of my Dad’s plus the pressure work adds to the fold is quite the challenge. It’s for that reason that I’ve not tried to get clearance to return to exercise. I get home from work totally exhausted and right now the focus is sustaining the return to work, so pushing myself harder with exercise can wait.

On Thursday night I had my first appointment with my podiatrist who is going to be managing my rehab.

She has given me a very basic set of exercises to do, called ROM exercises of the toe which are done passively and resisted.

Passive is really easy, you just move your toe, resisted is where you actually physically move the toe.

When I first did these exercises I pushed too hard and put myself in a world of pain (literally)

I contacted my Podiatrist to clarify that obviously moving the toe is going to be sore but just how far do I push it?

Advise was to push into discomfort but not pain. Seems obvious, but I’ve had a few issues in the past when I’ve got exercise instructions wrong and it’s best to make sure your doing the right thing!

Over the past few days the exercises have been getting easier to do which is good.

I’m still getting pain out of the incisions and I suspect the one on the top of the toe is going to be the worst. The surgeon did mention the top incision would only be done if required and it was.

I’m still three weeks out from loosing the post op shoe which is frustrating. The height difference in my legs is so substantial the “wobble” I am doing is throwing my body alignment out. I’ll have to experiment tomorrow to see if I can get a sandle a similar height, otherwise on advise I will get a second post op shoe.

The fall out from the “wobble” is causing calf, back neck and shoulder pain. Even if I slow down and reduce the length of my stride I still can’t stablise sufficiently.

One really positive thing to come out of the podiatry consult was that better movement is already noticeable in the big toe joint, which is the whole purpose of this surgery. As long as I continue to do as I’m told and progress continues in this way then we are on tract for a good outcome.

That is pleasing as I’ve started to receive emails from the City Bay office and I’m keen to start training for the event.

Given that I’m only able to walk short distances right now (as in a few meters at a time) even the 3km seems impossible right now.

I’m hopeful to be able to complete the 6km again. Going to be really interesting to reflect back on this post in September!

Ultimately in the early stages of rehab lots of working and certainly jogging or running are out of the equation.

That said, as soon as my wounds clear and I get the all clear I’ll be back in the pool like a duck to water.

I’m getting to a point when I’d really like to go for a swim or smash myself in PT, but I’m not quite ready for either of those just yet.

As “they say” all good things come to those who wait!

That’s the trick, for the good outcome comes patience. My Father regularly remarks that he was out of the room when they gave out patience and in this regard I truly believe I’m my Father’s son!

A lot of changes have been going on in and around the house.

I aim to write about this soon.

Small steps

So right now I’ve had a great 24 hour period.

To help a mate help me I lent him my car. Means I had a driver for a few days which was awesome. The advise from my surgeon was as soon as I felt ready to drive, start off small and make sure you can accelerate and emergency brake easily.

Last night I got behind the wheel for the first time in two weeks and shrugged off some nerves and head out. Really happy with that so dropped my mate off and headed home.

Was nice to see the car in the garage last night.

We have two bathrooms in the house and my Dad and I have been sharing because we both had to shower with plastic bags on covering the wound sites.

I’ve been reliant on a shower chair and finally got the courage to shower standing up.

While I’ve had to get a suction cap grab rail to give me a little support being able to stand and have warm water drip over me was just amazing.

It also meant I could stop using a face washer to wash those more intimate parts of me :/

Headed into Dad’s post OP appointment today and things are going very well there, mine is tomorrow and I look forward to the removal of heavy bandaging which I think is causing some numbness in my toes.

Many challenges ahead, but ready to deal with them head on.




Well, here’s something that caught me by surprise.

Today is Sunday and in this family for my Dad at least that means church.

For the past 7 weeks that’s meant tuning into ABC1 for Songs of Praise.

Well today by hell or high water we were both going to church. Him on a power wheel chair and me in my post op shoe and a single crutch for support.

It’s a little bit of a operation getting us both moving, but so far it’s being going really well.

Taxi was actually early which made a nice change, but caused problems of it’s own!

The Taxi today was a small SUV type car, a config of an accessible taxi I’ve not come across before. It’s actually a format I really like and I think in time I may see if we can buy something similar.

Was great, plenty of room for me as a passenger but a fold out ramp for my Dad rather than hydraulic. The converted wagons don’t provide enough leg room for my Dad.

Fast forward, we arrive at church and make out way into what for me was familiar but old familiar and now changed territory.

My work place is afflicted with the Uniting Church of Australia, South Australia Synod.

While I have a very strong belief, my faith until today has always been questionable. My faith got a nice kick start when my Dad and I visited HIllsong’s Hills campus on Christmas Day.

I’m not sure if it’s the events of the past year, my own personal circumstances but I really did feel at home today.

The church is virtually unrecognizable from what I remember as a child, growing up attending church on a weekly bases through kindergarten to youth group.

Gone are the collars, ties and large formalities. Jeans, sneakers, iPads & iPhones are in.

A young man today spoke passionately to an engaged congregation on Psalm 69.

A little theatrical, but there was no mistaking  his passion for the scripture in what he was reading.

The usual service goes for just over and hour. Today we were well over the two hour mark.

Apart from an issue I should have already spotted, the time didn’t concern me. It would have to have been one of the most inspiring and moving services I’ve attended to.

Not only did I relate to the message, the witness provided by some rather brave souls

it was like someone came and punched me in the face, didn’t even it coming.

Recent events have made me question virtually every part of my life and I think today the penny dropped of exactly what is being planned for my life and I’m all about this “bring it on” mind set.

I’ve indicated to the Pastor I’d like to catch up during the week.

I suspect I’ve found a calling, one from an unlikely source and while it’s going to be an interesting mix. Sitting separately from my father during the after church Sunday Soup Kitchen paid off. He mixed with his church friends of 60+ years. I met some new people who I hope in the future I can call friends.

The church has had a moto ever since I was aware “a family to belong to”

today that really did feel true.

I look forward to blogging more on this subject as there is so much positive happening in my life right now. Sure we are having challenges, but there is nothing that we can’t find away around.

Work hired a motivational speaker to speak to the non-teaching staff and he is known for being “an annoyingly positive person”

My goal is to be that person, push the limits, smash the boundaries, share the experince, motivate myself, others and as Uni SA once said, Life Impact.

As the pastor says “God is good” and I’m still figuring out why it’s taken two orthopedic surgeries and my Father away from home for 3 months for me to realise what opportunities knock at the door, if only I knew to listen.

The forecast for the rest of the week is greatness, I look forward to blogging more on this subject.



A week on, so far so good

So we’re at the one week mark already, how time flys when you’re having fun.

The past week has been quite the roller coaster, most people in their lifetime would seem themselves as unlucky if they have surgery once in their life. I fronted up for round two a year and week later.

This time around i’ve got off a bit easier, it’s just the forefoot part that doesn’t like me right now. This means that I can for the most point heel-strike walk.

I’ve been trying to do without crutches and in reality my gait and balance are kicked so far out of kilter I have no choice to use crutches or over longer distances the knee walker. If I walk without crutches I stress other parts of my body which is bad as that may lead to injury. There was talk of dropping to once crutch, this won’t work either my balance is soooo out.

It’s been about a 5 week process to go from first surgical consult to surgery. Far better than last time. I’m really hanging out for suture removal, I’d like to see what scars I’m going to be left and to try and get my toes moving again.

My foot is heavily bandaged and that causes its own problems.

Right now I’m not permitted to put the operated limb on the floor without the post op shoe on.

That means should I wake over night, if I want to go to the loo I either have to go non weight bearing or put the shoe on and then go.

Showering is now also a major drama. I have to place the foot in a bag and then shower siting down.

I first experienced this last year (having to shower sitting down) it’s an odd sensation but when it’s the only way to clean yourself then you jump at it. I got all emotional last year, I had a shower chair delivered the day after day surgery. I’d been through a rough time and just being able to shower comfortably and safely meant so much.

The only problem I have right now is sleeping. I’m going to attribute that to the stress of my father coming home.

I’m still hyper emotional right now, I think that has to do with the aggressive pain management that was administered when the nerve block wore off.

I had an independent coup, using my father’s power wheelchair I got myself to the local shopping centre. Quite an achievement which I’m so proud of myself.

I think this time around I’m struggling mentally and physically. With my father ill for what will be 7 weeks in hospital on Saturday his return home is not the end of the situation.

My Father will require ongoing care for the next few months.

Any how I’m confident we’ll both make good recoveries.

Until next time.


Day 3

So this morning I woke up feeling fairly good, pain isn’t a big issue and I’ve managed with largely over the counter meds which this early on is amazing.

Rang my Physio’s reception today I’m feeling sore in my legs again and I’d like to re-visit what I can do at home. To my surprise they are now open on Saturday afternoon. That was awesome the first appointment offered was 9:30am which was half an hour away and I hadn’t showered yet nor had a ride.
So went with 2:30 which was just brilliant. I can’t remember what I did in the morning apart from take my time having breakfast and showering. After stacking it yesterday I had to take things slowly.

Was nice to sit in the shower and have the warm water run over me, having a mixer tap means once the water heats up it’s always the same temperature which is great.

Manged to angle myself with the kneewalker so I could stand and shave, that was amazing.

Not sure what else I did, but cooked a stirufry lunch and then sharon and kirsty took me to my phsyio.

Everyone loved the knee walker no one had seen them before. Although they really don’t like uneaven footpaths, and I was worried about stacking it around the physio office. The footpaths are terrible like that.

Anyhow got in and had a consult, did a review some treatment and then my Physio reviewed my stance on the walker and deemed I was too high (which I always had questions about) was so please she was prepared to look at something she had no involvement in previously.

Headed home for a rest.

Had lite ‘n’ ezy meal tonight that wasn’t too bad, I think for the moment it will be cooked/ handmade lunches and zapped dinners.

Before surgery I had not prepared one lunch or dinner meal at home (or even zapped it) I’ve not eaten take-away since tuesday night, not bad!

Been a good day potting around the house and journal-ling.

Pain today is well managed and only really taken paracetamol although I’m getting really bad twinges now, so will take one heavier one so I can sleep.

Physio says I have good range in my feet/ toes all things considered so i need to focus on that.

Today I can PWB a bit, but it’s best that I don’t right now so heeling can begin. Scar tissue will form once where I had bone and I need to ensure that tissue moves.

I feel as though things are going well and  could go back to work on Monday but I know I have to rest my feet as they quickly get sore.

I’m moving between the lounge and bedroom, in an attempt to avoid cabin fever.

I’ve got a few pre-recorded foxtel shows I should what, that will be good. Enough for one day, time to sleep.

Discharge – Day 2

My blog is going to be a little out of kilter as I attempt to catch up events of the last few weeks and now I blog about my recovery.

Two days ago I had a Sesamoidecty of my right foot and 1st mtp arthroplasty I’m yet to blog about the first 24 hours. I’ll have to blog soon before I forget.

So for the moment there will be massive gaps.

Today started off fairly well I finally managed to sleep reasonably well until I was woken around 05:30 for obs. Now I know the nurses have a role to perform and I need to let them do their work. Because I have sleep apnea I wear a mask a full face one at that. So it’s virtually impossible to hold a conversation wearing one, it’s just easier to remove it.

So when I awoke they ask for my pain score which I said I had to think about for a moment as I had virtually been jolted awake.

I said about 6 as it was starting to get fairly sore, they said did you want something for it? After the fun of yesterday I was written up for virtually everything. I really wanted to go home today and the only way that was happening was for my pain to be under control. For that to happen I couldn’t take any pain relief that wasn’t available to me on discharge.

So I picked carefully!

Breakfast was late which was annoying. The day nurse had already come in and introduced herself and said her job was to help kick me out of hospital. I was all to happy for that to happen and she did everything she could to help.

For me I badly needed food and when breakfast arrived it was such a relief. As this was likely the last time I’d see the kitchen staff I thanked her for her service. The food had been amazing.

She thanked me for my compliments and commented on how much better I seemed today.

Breakfast was toast, ceral , juice and cuppa tea.

Large breakfast but I needed the energy!

Once that was done it was time to shower, shave (I didn’t shave yesterday) and get into clothes! for most of Wednesday I was in a hospital gown and finally changed into PJ’s after yesterday’s shower.

Showering without being able to weight bear on one leg is actually quite a challenge, as is getting disrobed and clothed!

Shaving while unable to stand shouldn’t be that hard but you have to get the height right so you can see yourself and get reach to the basin.

Thankfully hospital bathrooms are setup with well placed grab bars.

I was more stable today and got the hops under control.

Managed to get dressed rather well.

Headed back into the room and collected everything.

Packed myself up and then waited to be collected.

My brother-in-law came with his daughter to pick me up.

I started to NWB on my right leg and move around on elbow crutches and the nurse asked if I wanted a wheelchair to the car. She was concerned as I hadn’t been outside my room (i’m under instruction to stay off my feet for the first few days) so I need to be careful.

Given I had no idea where my ride was parked and we were upstairs it was time to play it safe. Was odd being in a wheelchair, I’m used to being the one who does the pushing.Any how the car is a large family car, and I easily got in.

Sadly I’ve had plenty of practice getting in and out of cars with crutches, it’s a bit like a bike (using crutches that is)

I needed to fill a script so of to the chemist I headed. It was offered for my script to be filled for me but I wanted to fill it myself.

There is something satisfying about doing things for yourself, but there are times you have to ask for help.

I always go to the same chemist where I can and the staff member who served me remembered that I had problems last year.

I got my script and we headed home.

Was nice being outside after being stuck inside for 48 hours.

When I got home the house was cold and I quickly fired up the aircon to take the chill off.

I thanked Brett & Kiristy (my ride) for getting me home and I wished them farewell.

I had pr-arranged for home aids to be delivered (bed cradle, bed back rest and shower stool) I rang the supplier yesterday saying I wasn’t sure if I was coming home from hospital. to my surprise when I rang him he said he’d swap what he was going and he was at my door in under 20 minutes.

The most exciting part of the equipment supplied is called a Knee Walker, it’s something I wish I had known about last year. It would have made a world of difference! I’ll post separately about this, but it’s made such a difference!

Spent the day swapping between bed and the lounge room. Not able to rest much right now, still too much excitement about being home.

Had a pre packed ceasar salad and apple for lunch. After lunch I out smarted myself and fell off the knee walker on our front door step landing on the concrete, that wasn’t fun and I was dam lucky how i fell. I rolled and didn’t put my arms out to save me and my operated leg protected thank goodness. So it was clear to me I was trying to do to much and getting a bit over excited. So I went inside sorted out my bed and rested.

I’ve got Foxtel and put on one of the music stations was a nice way to pass the time.

Had lite n ezy for dinner and watched a bit of tv and started to blog/ write a bit.  It’s now a little after 11pm and I need to sleep.

Going to give myself the weekend NWB on the right foot and try slowly to PWB I’m waiting for the pain to reduce a bit. I’ve already reduce the dosage of pain killers which is good.

Consent to Operative Treatment:- Surgery Take 2 (Just like last time)

consentSo the pressure of daily life got in the way of me blogging regularly.  Time for a massive update.

Over the past 6+ months I’ve had increasing foot pain mainly in my right foot. Two changes of orthodics since ankle surgery a year ago, things weren’t getting better.

Podiatrist wasn’t happy with my progress and sent me off for an x-ray & ultrasound. Scans revealed arthritis in both feet. Bone spurs and fragments and inflamed sessamoids in the right foot.

Podiatrist told me if things don’t get better I’m headed back to see my orthopedic surgeon. Given my experience of last year I went to my GP and ask for a referral. I wanted to have all my options in front of me.

GP was a bit taken a back that someone of my age would need to see an orthopedic again and remarked that it’s normally once and your done. So he said oh well go see James just like last time.

Surgeon was convinced he could help me but wanted an MRI to confirm. MRI really didn’t show anything we didn’t already know, just helped to clarify.

At the first consult there was only talk of a general tidy up. At the second consult it wasn’t that straight forward.

Anyhow the decision was to go in and remove both sesamoids in my right foot and clean up the spurs and fragments in my first MTPJ. In non medical terms, remove some small pea shaped bones in the ball of my foot and clean up the mess in the first toe joint.

As you’d expect careful consideration was taken in me signing up for more surgery. After the problems last yeah I was very apprehensive. It’s when you sign a form to operative treatment that you start to get flash backs to last time.

Last time for me wasn’t good, I knew that this time had to be better than last time.

Sure in the end I got a good result (for the ankle injury) it was a long hard earnt result.

This time around after weighing up the factors it was time to be decisive.

I’ve got a very understanding employer but even the most understanding managers do query when your looking at heading back to surgery so quickly. I needed to commit to a timeframe and I’m confident that unlike last time this will be fine.

I’ve not updated this blog in a while as I didn’t think appropriate to share my situation publicly until I knew exactly what was going on.

My orthopedic surgery is a really great guy, very experienced and skilled (just what you want in a surgeon!) He very clearly explains himself and that is always re-assuring.

Once a surgical path was decided many comments about “just like last time” came up. Both from the surgeon and his P.A., my GP made similar comments.

There really shouldn’t be “another time” when it comes to surgery, as I’ve explained to quite a few people surgery is a “when your out of non surgical options”  and we’d reached that point.

Unlike last time, I knew what my treatment options were early. I made a firm decision to go down one path. This was almost like last time as it was the same surgeon the only difference was he was and would be the only surgeon I would consult on the matter.

So that’s the path to surgery, I’m typing this entry of the first day home after coming out of hospital.

Further updates will come as I reflect.




More cycling

It’s been a big few weeks and I’ve not taken the time to write about what I’ve been up to.

Today thanks to my local council I participated in a free cycling session called “On-road skills for adult cyclists” I’ve posted about the community ride I did a few weeks ago done under the OPAL project.

I’ve not ridden regularly since I was a teenager and obtained my drivers license. Personally I spent a lot of time and money developing my driving skills and it makes sense to make a similar investment in cycling skills.

Today it was about knowing how to approach the road and what to do.

Again at times I thought the session was a little basic, but as I have commented before it really does pay to watch, listen, observe and learn. The sessions are really well structured and while you think “yeah I know this” or “why would the cover that” As the session develops in logical progression it becomes clear why that topic/skill is covered. It is for this reason why I have attended these sessions with my eyes wide open with a thirst for learning.

I cycled to this session via a major arterial road instead of taking backstreets deliberately. I know my on road confidence is low and I wanted to high light where my strengths and weakness were.

The course was quite literally an A – Z of on road cycling. From what to and not what to wear. How to brake, both normal and emergency breaking. For me basic lane changes, turns and navigating round-a-bouts was very helpful. I’ve always had the mantra “keep left” in the forefront of my mind and today and it was pointed out keeping left on a round-a-about is potentially setting yourself up for trouble (own the lane that your in, be predictable so those around you know what and where you are going.

Cycling on the road can be a bit daunting and if you actually spend the time to be taught by people who are warm, caring, patient people it really is worth a few hours out of your weekend.

I’m on the road every day of the week and as a responsible road user I feel that everyone that uses it should competent. This has been one of the major reasons why I’ve done these sessions.

I’ve been so impressed with how these have been run, the council and session staff have always been warm, friendly and very knowledgeable and as one participant pointed out there was never a concern about asking a “dumb question”

One thing I had demonstrated to me today was puncture repair 101. I’ve been lucky and I’ve spent the money on fairly expensive tires to hopefully head that off (there’s technology in the tire to help stop that!)

I’ve been slack when it comes to bike maintenance I normally “pay the guy” and have any issues I have resolved commercially. Today it was demonstrated to me that actually, no it’s actually not that hard. Nothing like doing things yourself and saving yourself some money!

So pleased that my local council made these sessions available and I look forward to participating in others when able to.

Details on my council’s OPAL project and Healthy lifestyle program here

Link to Ride A Bike Right (session facilitator)