Today is a good day, despite hubby being away. Unlike Sunday night, I slept well even though falling asleep without that big ol’ kiwi with his long arms and legs everywhere is weird. Hotness is back on Thursday so two more sleeps to go. Just me and Bambino.
I wonder if this is what it will now be like? Hubby away used to be my absolute amber alert zone and when I’d be most likely to hit the bottle, but something has shifted and that old urge has just gone AWOL. I’m not so cocky that I believe I’m now done with getting sober and have been cured, but perhaps I’m now getting to a stage where I can relax a bit and not be so focused on being sober every hour of every day? What’s your experience? Did you suddenly find yourself in calmer waters and didn’t have to work so hard anymore? Or is this just a patch and this will come and go? Answers on a postcard, please.
Had THE best run last night. I’m now up to 3 x 15 minutes on my running app: run for 15 minutes then walk for one minute times three. 45 minutes of running WOOHOO! And do you know what? It was one of those spectacular, glorious, wonderful, special and thoroughly awesome runs. It just felt GOOD and I felt STRONG. Fucking awesome. Totally perfect. Not all runs feel that way but this one did and just thinking about it makes me smile. Endorphins rock. I’m in my gym clothes, heading straight to lycra hell after work and hoping it’ll feel just as good but perhaps it won’t and that’s OK too. The gym really isn’t my cup of coffee but it does do me good and I do feel great after my work-out.
Well. As you can tell, I don’t have much to say today. And that’s probably a really good thing, right? Just a normal day, one in a long string of others. Just a normal day when sobriety is pretty easy, normal and uneventful. I take this to be a VERY good sign. I’ll always keep my eye out, but today it’d appear I can relax a little perhaps, put my sword down for a moment and just enjoy the sunshine.
Today I’m not going to drink.