I’ve done better than last week. I’m not entirely sure that’s saying much- but I do have my boot off and I’m back in my ankle stabilizer, moving around to whatever my ability is that day. A few days I’ve come close to or exceeded 1K steps, which is terrible, I admit- but it’s so […]
Read MoreI would hope that this isn’t my worst week of all time. I would really, really hope that this is not my worst week of all time, but you know what? I have absolutely no idea and I don’t think it’s very often that I get below two miles. Spleesh. I’m not proud of this. […]
Read MoreIn the recesses of my mind I hear a tiny little squeak mouse cheering “huzzah” as my tiny booted foot takes another 2.04 miles forward. “You can do it, Kitty. But this isn’t the week we get anywhere fast,” the squeak mouse says. Perhaps the squeak mouse is right. The downstairs is shaped like a […]
Read MoreI mean, somehow, SOMEHOW, by some slim margin of miracle power potion.. I managed to just barely walk a little more than last week. Welp. I’m doing the thing. I’m trying anyway. 3.10 miles. 152.07 Miles total. 305.03 Miles left to reach Rivendell.
Read MoreSlow push. Ankle still down, I haven’t really been hitting my step goal, nor trying to. Just an onward push where what I get is what I get. 3.08 miles this week. 148.97 Miles total. 309.03 Miles left to reach Rivendell.
Read More2.68 miles. Spleesh. That’s all I got. That’s it. That’s where we’re at. I’m still proud that I’m moving forward, but this isn’t any week to write home about. Just keeping track. My ankle is still barked up, and I’m still struggling. I’m trying to figure that out, but in the meantime I’m struggling to […]
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