Lance Armstrong talked to me again on my iPod. I recorded my personal best for the mile this morning. Woo Hoo. 8:41. On the treadmill. In case you are wondering what the heck I am talking about, it is called Nike Plus - plugs into your iPod, you put a sensor in your shoe, and it records your running data. And occassionally, after your run - if you have done something special - Lance or some other jock congratulates you on it. I don't think I have met another soul who thinks this sounds great, but I sure do. The folks at the gym must wonder what I am getting so freaking excited about.
Last night I got to share a meal with another alcoholic after a wonderful AA meeting. Does it get any better than this? I don't think so. I just realized how strange this probably sounds to someone who is still drinking or who has just gotten sober. But I have had enough days in my life of high excitement and drama. It is so good to enjoy quiet moments and simple but wonderful fellowship.
"When ready, we say something like this: 'My creator, I am now willing that you should have all of me, good and bad. I pray that you now remove from me every single defect of character that stands in the way of my usefulness to you and my fellows. Grant me strength as I go out from here, to do your bidding. Amen.' We have now completed Step Seven." -- Alcoholics Anonymous, p. 76