Monday, June 18, 2007

Monday, Yay for Monday!

I am going to try something new in my routine this morning. I am packing up a gym bag and going to the gym to run on the dreadmill, then I will shower and get dressed there - and go to work. I need to work on some speed and I simply don't do it when I am out in nature, admiring all of God's handiwork. I used to come home after the gym and get ready for work here, but adding 12 to 14 miles to my odometer each day with gas prices as they are seems really foolish.

Yesterday we broke records for heat - it was 97 degrees. I sat here and poured sweat and refused to turn on my central air. I don't know why I installed it if I don't use it. I really don't like using it and I really don't like paying for it. I can hear you Houstonians chuckling. No, I would probably not make it in a hot place. I can deal with ice and snow better than I can heat.

I am looking forward to the day. I am always so grateful on Monday mornings, grateful for a life without fear for the most part; a life that I enjoy. For so much of my life Monday mornings were dreaded little deaths. I remember a scuba diving trip to the Florida Keys many many years ago - as we were heading out on the boat, on a glorious day, on the glorious ocean, I wondered why I couldn't feel that great every day. Why couldn't I feel that happy on a Monday morning? Well, now I do!

Have a happy and sober Monday everyone.

"Service, gladly rendered, obligations squarely met, troubles well accepted or solved with God's help, the knowledge that at home or in the world outside we are partners in a common effort, the well-understood fact that in God's sight all human beings are important, the proof that love freely given surely brings a full return, the certainty that we are no longer isolated and alone in self-contructed prisons, the surety that we need no longer be square pegs in round holes but can fit and belong in God's scheme of things -- these are the permanent and legitimate satisfactions of right living for which no amount of pomp and circumstance, no heap of material possessions, could possibly be substitutes." -- Twelve Steps and Twelve Traditions, p. 124

12 comments:

dAAve said...

My central air has been in the "on" position for about 2 weeks, without turning off. The temp yesterday, however, was only about 85 with cloud cover and rain.
Your different training schedule should work well. Why not?

Scott W said...

Dreaded little deaths...dang, that says it all.

lushgurl said...

Yeah who'd a thunk that Monday's could be good huh? Your zest for living is so contagious- I'm lovin' it and lovin' you!

Scott said...

I too love feeling great no matter the day or the circumstance... I love feeling especialy when things "aren't going my way..." Then I know I am in good spiritual condition!

sober Chick said...

I am truly grateful fo rthis MOnday morning too! I understand your perception of Monday.

LOL at your resistance to turn on your air unit. Cute.

bouncing off the bottom said...

Thanks for stopping by my blog and welcoming me to the group. About Mondays, I work as a public radio reporter, am facing working on air for one of the dreaded public radio fundraiser, and am still looking forward to my day!
Golldurn,but sober life is good!
By the way, we don't use our air either. I just like to be in contact with the outside.

Pam said...

Girl...97 degrees and no A/C??
Are you crazy?
I keep my house at 78 during the day and 71 to sleep in. Crank that sucker on!
happy monday.

Shannon said...

i dont know if I hate mondays, or just wish for longer weekends, because pack so much in to them?? hmmmm
anyways I am jealous of your heat wave, we have been in the 50s with rain rain rain booo hooo LOL
have a goood day MC

Zane-nawwaa said...

Mondays - never liked them, never will. But at least now I don't hate them they were such an intrusion into my weekedn. Enjoy your new schedule. DreadMill?
Love you.

Jeani said...

Love your blog. Have been reading for a while. Keep it up.

lash505 said...

Damn thats hot. I would sweat.

recoveryroad said...

The dreadmill. Lol.

Monday mornings without the sick fear/hungover stuff are wonderful, for sure.

:-)