an accident that rattled my existence<\/a>, I decided if I was going to have to start over, I didn\u2019t just want to get back to where I was, I wanted to go beyond. So 13.1 miles it is. I may not run it all, and hopefully I am able to at least walk it, but when I cross that finish line and think of where I\u2019ve been and where I am \u2026 well, I can only imagine. And that\u2019s what I\u2019m doing while I push myself just a little bit harder each day.<\/p>\n![\"shoe_tragedy-2060\"](\"http:\/\/www.raisingjane.org\/journal\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/06\/shoe_tragedy-2060.jpg\")
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Presently, I am up to running a mile and walking a mile. And when I say running, I should clarify … my dog walks beside me while I run. I have the right motion, but the pace is a bit lacking. Or maybe slow and steady is how it\u2019s gonna be, and I\u2019ll take that. But I must say, that age-old saying that you gotta start somewhere is absolutely true, and once you get going, it isn’t so bad. I run down my usual route and think over and over again, how lucky I am that I get to even do this! I\u2019m\u00a0lucky I can run. I\u2019m\u00a0lucky I can breathe. I\u2019m\u00a0lucky my heart beats and my organs work\u00a0\u2026<\/p>\n
I’m looking forward to a summer without too many obligations, but I do have\u00a0running on the calendar. When it says 10 miles on August something-ish, it does feel a little daunting, but I\u00a0have\u00a0time. I’ll get there.<\/p>\n
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