I drove to Broomfield, CO last night to pick up my ring. On the way, I noticed four helicopters hovering over the Jefferson County Airport, and quickly surmised that some guy would be arriving from LA on his way to Boulder County Jail. The traffic was awful! But my ring is beautiful!
I lived in Broomfield when I got sober back in '84, and although the area has changed/grown much, a shortcut I remembered from the 80s still worked. It was like a trip down memory lane/shortcut.
I took a day of vacation today. I am going to head out to the gym in a little while. I hope to run 4 miles this morning. I have managed to amass my record mileage this month (34 miles as of yesterday) and hope to put 40 miles on these feet by the end of August.
Later on this morning my sponsee is going to take me to the house she and her partner just fixed and flipped. She is having a hard time. I hope that it will be helpful to her to spend a couple of hours with her sponsor. She is a person who would rather call her sponsor when she is having a fabulous day. When things aren't going so well, she just keeps it to herself. I find it difficult to be patient with that kind of behavior in a person who is sober over 10 years. I saw her last night at a meeting and it took her over 15 minutes just to tell me what was going on. All that said, I just love her and I hate to see her in pain.
"Burn the idea into the consciousness of every man that he can get well regardless of anyone. The only condition is that he trust in God and clean house." -- Alcoholics Anonymous, p. 98