Sometimes it's better to light a flamethrower than curse the darkness

I did two leg machines at the gym this morning - very carefully, and with less weight than I otherwise might - for the first time since I broke my ankle.

And it was fine! No pain, no weird feeling (I think my broken-ankle pal described the weird-feeling as something like "funky and uncomfortable" and that's exactly what it is!).

I was just grinning like a loon on the leg press, I was so happy.