Oh, it felt so gooooooooooood to be out in the brisk morning air, doing what I do. Thanking God for it.
And now, sitting at my computer, trying to quickly write something, still in sweaty running gear, eating a bowl of muesli, need to get in the tub and get to work.
I feel like I am being reacquainted with an old friend I have missed - myself.
That marathon kicked the s*** out of me. I don't believe I will do that again.
My daughter is in the other room sleeping. Bless her little heart. Her little broken heart. I got so frustrated with her last night. She is 22 months sober and I fear some of her little brain cells are fried. She cannot sit still for one sentence or thought. I expressed my frustration. So, she told me a joke. And here it is:
How many people with ADD does it take to change a light bulb?
Do you want to take a bike ride?
Have a nice sober day.