Until my half-marathon. I went to the gym this morning to put some miles on the treadmill. I really enjoyed it. I saw a couple of ladies from AA and one friend from work- that was nice.
Yesterday I talked with my sponsor for a long time. Thank God for cellular phones. She is in Washington DC, and back in the day that would have meant that she was unavailable to me. But with cell phones, we are all available all the time! (but is that really a good thing?) I also talked with another friend about what is going on with me. I am having a hard time.
I went to a meeting last night and saw a bunch of people who are shaky and scared and trying to get sober. I could really feel their pain and I was grateful that I am not there.
So now I will get dressed - I will wear a suit with a skirt and pantyhose and heels and look as good as I possibly can and I will go into my office and do the best job I possibly can - today. I will make some phone calls to some people I think could use a phone call and maybe I can be relieved of the bondage of self for a minute or two.
"We are only operating a spiritual kindergarten in which people are enabled to get over drinking and find the grace to go on living to better effect. Each man's theology has to be his own quest, his own affair." -- As Bill Sees It, p. 95