Yesterday morning, I took the road past where cars are allowed, out for 4.5 miles and turned around. At the 4.5 mark, I was graced with this view. And when I got home, I was graced with a hurting terribly body. I was looking for a fall half marathon, but honestly I am kind of sure my body won’t do this anymore. I’ll do the race on August 10. That may be it for me. 😦
I stopped at the farmer’s market on the way home from the meeting this morning. And now there is a pot of new potatoes bubbling away on the stove which will soon be chopped up into a lovely potato salad. That and fresh corn will be my lunch and it sounds divine.
During the meeting this morning, a man carried an older woman in and put her in a chair. He spoke up and shared that she is his beloved neighbor who took a terrible fall a few days back. She is now 6 days sober. We all clapped. But someone stole her wheelchair last night – so he was literally carrying her everywhere. He asked if anyone had a wheelchair – he would gladly pay them. I thought “weird request at an AA meeting, but what the heck.” I thought something entirely different when at the end of the meeting, she was sitting in a wheelchair. A woman who had a motorcycle accident last summer just happened to be there (she doesn’t usually come to that meeting), and happened to have a wheelchair in her trunk. Wow.
My friend John was celebrating 24 years of sobriety. I have always wondered why I don’t remember him from when he came in. Today I did the math and realized I was living in Long Island at that time. Status Post Breakdown. He is a wonderful man whom I dearly love.
Looking forward to potato salad and corn for lunch. While watching the news shows I taped this morning. Then it will be nap time. And that is why I can’t be doing this long mileage anymore. It removes the possibility of doing anything else over the weekend. And I really don’t want to live like this. Time to move on….
It’s all good.