As may be recalled by some, I rented a wheelchair for my recent concert experience. After viewing the pictures of festivals past I knew I couldn't walk as far as the stage. I'm good for a quarter mile but after that it hurts too much to even wiggle.
As with all things in life there were plenty of plusses and minuses in the journey. I felt really bad that Erin and Anah had to push me. Now I'm not all that heavy, but there was no road; we're talking your basic cow pasture. Foot traffic had mashed down the tall grass but that just hid the ever present bumps. Rough for all of us.
Got a place near the stage, nice. The chair at this point became a mixed blessing, great place to hang the back packs, nice to be able to sit down if needed, yet I felt tied to the damn thing and though I wanted to merge with the crowd, I was responsible for the chair.
Going back to the car I used it as a walker, pushing it along quite handily.
Next year should I choose to go back to ARISE, I'll be very grateful for this entry and I won't rent a chair.
Instead I'm back to trying to establish a regular exercise routine so that I can walk myself up that hill.