The joys of flying... with a fractured ankle

Having had my wings clipped due to an injured landing gear, heading off to the airport feels fresh and new again. I flew to New York last week for a meeting -- that was my first attempt at navigating the airport with "The Boot".

It wasn't as bad as I thought it might be, but it was different. Today, while attempting to navigate security, I was shuffled off to the handicap line. I was thankful for the shorter wait, and surely my ankle was too, but I felt awkward. Although my ankle slows me down a bit, and doesn't allow me to stand long, it doesn't effect me much or cause too many changes to my routines. On that same note, I have joked about going to Target or Costco and ask to you use a motorized shopping cart... Just for the fun of driving one. Is that bad?