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