My friend Larry, with the many tears (of mine) in his ears, is telling his story at 6:30 this morning. I must be there! He is a sweetheart, not to mention the fact that he has an incredible story.
My half-marathon is now only 9 days away. I bought a GPS thing yesterday and went out and timed a one mile run. My time is even worse than I thought! Oh well. I will just be a slow, chubby, old lady running a half-marathon. I have trained for 5 months to do this race and I will do it and I swear to you, I WILL enjoy it. I have to get the idea that I am competitive out of my head.
I am so busy between work and sponsoring people and training for this race. I am really ready for a weekend. It has been a really busy week. A good week. I am noticing that as I write my 10th step inventory at night, more and more I have nothing but positive things to write. Which is not to say that I don't have my character defects and occassional bad behavior, but thankfully it is not something that I have to write about EVERY day.
"It's a poor day indeed when we haven't done something right. As a matter of fact, the waking hours are usually well filled with things that are constructive. Good intentions, good thoughts, and good acts are there for us to see. Even when we have tried hard and failed, we may chalk that up as one of the greatest credits of all." -- Twelve Steps and Twelve Traditions, p. 93