Last week was an actually a work week – I went to Portland to work with some some new really cool hi-zoot technologies at Crimson Trace ad FLIR (yes, I signed the NDA)…first time I've flown since "the accident." I did okay…I'm out of the brace, and the rehab is just plain ass painful now, but I expected that. The 2-and-a-half hour plane ride had me hobbling though the airport, but there you are. I did a full working day on Tuesday, and, to be honest, it set me back. That night was a bitch, as was the travel day.
Spent Friday in PT trying to loosen up the quad, and we did pretty well. Am now alternating bicycling/stretch days and pure PT days. I did my last post-op examination with my doctors a week or so ago, and of course the punchline is on the way out I made my first pre-operation appointment or the knee replacement surgery the Monday after SHOT. My physical therapist swears she can have me up and around after that surgery in 2 weeks, but she's into pain.
So I spent some time on the Spinner bike today, then got in a box of 9mm from the G19. Wind was screaming, so it wasn't my best day, but always good to pull the trigger. Weirdest thing is that I want to limp. I don't quite understand that. I have to watch myself to keep from falling into that habit. With the snowy trail, I really can't hike…even with the brace the risk is too much. Snow should be melted in a couple of days, which I'm looking forward to.
The Ruger Alaskan .454 is a concrete block of a gun, but Rob Leahy's Pancakes do an AMAZING JOB of carrying a big handgun. Ask brother Jeff Quinn at GunBlast.comhttp://www.gunblast.com/search.htm or Ed Head or here or here or here or here or here or here or here or…you get the drift. A good pancake holster is a great carry device for heavy handgun. And since there are coyote and bear tracks all over the place, those Garrett Hammerheads are…comforting.
You all know I wish you the Blessings of the Season. Enjoy this one with your family and loved ones, reflect on our country, and our religions, and our hopes, and our dreams. Then take a deep breath. If I may touch the truth of LOTR, from Gandalf, "It's the deep breath before the plunge."
Know that the sons of bitches in Washington are going to come after us with everything they have — they are desperate, and this is the End Game. By the way, want to know who to support in the "Republican" primaries? See who stands with us when the Schumer hits the fan. We will win, but the battle will be ugly. We will take casualties, and our Republic will hang by a thread. But keep your faith. We will win. We will win because we share the beliefs, the soul, the heart, the courage of the Founders...and those who came before them.