Only me can say that.

Only me as my hubby would say.He would of rolled his eyes at me today if he had been there.

I was heading towards the checkout line @ the big box store. Had a looky see and it time to leave.( Get me OUT of here, the masses were awakening and flocking in droves. )

Me and Wheelchair Man met going down the shoe isle. ( didn't hurt to have one last glance at shoes. )

"Race ya," I looked at him with a grin.

OMG, lol I can only imagine hubby's look on his face but then again, he was very much accustomed to what came out of my mouth after 29 years. Accustomed I said, not exactly liking or laughing at it all the time but hey he had married me for better or worse.  Muahahaha

But I digress.

Wheelchair Man laughed and continued rolling along side of me. Apparently we were heading the same direction and he had a story to tell. I wanted to hear it so I slowed down my gait, not that I had to as he was keeping up just fine. ( Hey remember I was hell bent for election for the checkout line, I wanted O U T . He worked there and wasn't in a particular rush.)

" I used to race for sport" he shared conversationally with me, " I took a fit the other day and sprinted for the heck of it."

"Arms must of felt that one" I replied with understanding. I'd just gone a round with weight loss yoga the day before, I was hurting in strange places.

Turned out Wheelchair Man competed in the Paralympic games some twenty years ago. Not only that but had come home with a silver AND bronze medal.

How FRIGGEN cool was that ?!

I asked him if he had his medals professionally mounted in a frame. Turns out he didn't but it had been suggested to him several times. Wasn't really sure why he had never had it done. Time got away on him he said.

I was known to be quite persuasive when I wanted to be, it would appear I had convinced him to get it done this time.

We talked about his love of the sport and when I asked him if he would coach he replied that he had thought about it but was too busy working at the big box store.

" We both know that's just a rickety excuse now don't we" I teased him.

His head snapped up and he looked at me, hesitated for a split second, and laughed, " Yeah, we both do."

He wheeled right and I turned left into the 12 items or less line up. ( that damn number is just a suggestion, folks. )

"Hey?" Wheelchair Man hollered at me.

I stopped and turned around, two people with the devil after their tails nearly plowing into me. Sheesh!

"Thanks" he nodded his head several times.

" Right back at ya" I shot back.
In that short walk we quietly understood we had both gained something to use be it that day, the following or later down the road.


I LOVE random ( yet nothing in life is ) events like this that race up to grab and include me.

Thanks Wheelchair Man. :-)