So I walked/ran/jogged for 2.53 miles today. This is AWESOME! I ran, some may call it jogging, for .5 of that. My longest stretch yet. Now, for the disclaimer. *I did not, however, run that consecutively. I am of the mind that I will soon. If Molly Ringwald can start running at 41, after giving birth to twins, then surely I can run a 5K. It’s an amazing journey. It’s truly miraculous in my case, as I have chosen to train for something I have always wanted to do AFTER receiving a diagnosis; but I guess that’s how it goes for a lot of folks. You don’t really go after what you want until your chance may be disintegrating before your very eyes. I have pain in my legs and a lot in my knees, but I am drinking a glucosamine shake of sorts after my session. I wanna be a runner so badly I can feel the shin splints now!! I find myself wondering how much of the pain is CFS and how much is “typical,” but I think that’s why I like it. I’m doing something to CAUSE the pain. It’s not just there for no reason that even the doctors can’t explain.