The basic plan comes back to you as you regain the strength to use your body. You're on a main-belt asteroid that looks kind of like a dog bone. Like in 2001, or the Satellite of Love. That's pretty much why you decided to come. That and you needed a job, and you were pretty much bored with fight club and bad drugs in Idaho.
So here you are after a long sleep in the tank, just a little bit past your prime and ready to hollow out this asteroid, ship most of its bulk back to manufacturing sites around Mars, and build a sustainable living space for thousands in the empty shell. There's fifteen of you in total, 9 women and 6 men, and a whole lot of robots. You've woken up together in a cramped domestic structure that resembles the lid of a mason jar screwed onto one of the asteroid's butt ends. The first stages of digging into the asteroid are underway while you go through your restorative therapies and by the time you are fit enough to go bouncing around in tubes with weird gravity there are plenty of tubes with weird gravity for you to bounce around in.
Most of the processes on the station are automated. You're expected to monitor the progress of the operation, give suggestions to the robot crew, and intervene immediately in any unsimulated situations that will no doubt arise as things progress.