Chapter 23

“It’s a stationary bike. You can start by pedaling so the wheel goes part way around and then let it come back, at least according to what I read online.”

“You researched this?” Ben wasn’t sure if he was impressed—because it meant Zach cared, even though it only had to do with his ability to do whatever was required of him on the job—or pissed off because Zach hadn’t asked for his input. “What elseam I supposed to use?” he asked tensely, which answered the question about his mood. I am pissed, and I shouldn’t be.

If Zach picked up on it, he ignored it. “That.” He pointed to leg press machine.

“No deep knee bends or squats?”

“If it was six months ago, as part of a physical therapy regime, probably, but it’s not. You want to strengthen the muscles and try to get more range of motion without it killing you.”

“Maybe I should climb ladders,” Ben grumbled.

Zach grinned. “Next week. Stop being a grouch. You don’t have to do this. It was just an idea.”