I’m gathering steam again, and this week I put another 3.68 miles behind me. I was actually pretty excited about that. It certainly doesn’t feel like progress being made on a day-to-day basis. At the end of the week when you look at the numbers all together they’re going up though. Tentatively. (I don’t want […]
Read MoreWe’re getting somewhere? At least, it feels like we’re back to where we were before I got my ankle smashed nearly three months ago now. It’s not all better at all. I’m struggling with it quite a bit, but. This week I was able to walk nearly the same amount in miles as I did […]
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. 139.35 Miles total. 246.1 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. 136.35 Miles total. 249.2 Miles left to reach Rivendell.
Read MoreI’m trying my best, but I’m just watching my numbers tank. Between my ankle, and now I have a displaced feeding tube, I’m lucky I moved at all. Honestly, this is just the number of steps it took to get to the minimum places in the house I needed to go and no more. I […]
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