Hello from Mile 9,422...
... on Kelly Drive!
It's the most crowded place I've been in a year. But with Rocco and Susan, I feel safe.
That's why we call them my Secret Service :)
Long before the accident, we skated and biked together -- many times on this exact path. We always watched out for each other. Made sure none of us got hurt or left behind.
After my accident, they watched out for me even more...
On our very first outing, my parents dropped me off for brunch with the skate club.
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| My Secret Service (front row, center) took over from there! |
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| Ride of Silence 2013 |
On our trip to Chicago, Rocco lugged my swim leg all over O'Hare airport!
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| Now that's (Secret) Service! |
It's impossible to count how many miles we've been there for each other -- through graduations and job changes, surgeries and healing, new homes and holidays.
When times feel uncertain, it's good to have friends who don't.
At Mile 9,422, we take another step together.
Stroll past the boathouses. Walk through stone archways. Pass trees in full bloom.
A bright poster catches all of our eyes. Hey, I know that artist!
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| It's Marian (aka @mc_bailey) - who's always "been there" to catch me at the climbing gym! |
Just for kicks, we hop on some rock. I pull a power move.
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| And about a thousand muscles! (LOL) |
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| Yep, still got it! |
Kelly Drive was the site of my very first mile. And last March, as the pandemic set in, I returned here seeking direction.
On both those walks, I could hardly consider the future.
But today, it seems full of possibility.
If there's one thing we've learned together, it's that you can't know what lies ahead.
All you can do is proceed with appropriate caution.
And look forward with HOPE.
People you want to be with?
Buckle your helmet. Strap on your mask. Grab your Secret Service.
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| And smile! |
Rebecca
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