Week three of our stay-cation began on Monday. I would love to report that it has gotten better, but it hasn’t. I am still feeling like a fish out of water. I am nothing without a To Do List.
Right now being sober is not the hardest thing I am working on, it is trying to find serenity, peace and happiness in day to day life without my adored schedule.
I have meditated. Mediocre results. I am one of those people whose brain is a whirling dervish. It goes constantly. During meditation, I have to grab it and bring it back to the quite room we are sitting in. I will give my meditation a C-.
Running. As most of you know this is my go to. I have been going most every day. I have been going farther as there is much to explore, and new sites to see. On Sunday I ran to a beach market. I saw something that I would have loved to purchase, but it was made of cement. I would have had to run 2.5 miles back to the condo with it, so I did not buy it. I went to a Thrift Store on one run.(I never carry money as running clothes, for some stupid reason, have no pockets.) I have taken many photos for my Mom. I do a Facebook post for her on each day that I run.. I call it “As seen on today’s run”. She loves it, and it makes me feel connected to her. It is fun to run down new streets and find funny little things to take pictures of. I finish each run on the beach which is awesome. I seem to always end up stopping to pick up anything of interest that I may spot as I am whizzing by. Shells are far lighter and easier to carry than cement. I just wish I could make my runs last all day, then there would not be so many empty hours to fill. I do have had a slight injury, illiac apophysitis, which has made running every day impossible. I am stretching and icing so that I can get the most out of this old body. I would give my running an A. I give it a B on the days that the hip is acting up.
Yoga. This one has been a failure of epic proportions. I have spent time Goggling yoga classes, driving by the recreation center where the Yoga class is held, planning to go to Yoga, driving to Yoga, looking at people going into Yoga, and driving away again. Yup, that is where I went with the Yoga, no where. I have to say that IF I had the burning desire to do Yoga, I know I would have actually gotten out of the car and gone into the building. I have decided, after calling myself all kinds of names, that IF I want to practice Yoga, I will start on YouTube. That is a no commitment commitment. Yoga gets a big, fat, red marker, lower my self esteem grade of F.
AA meetings. I have been going on Monday night. The group is small, and the attendees are older. A lot of long term sobriety in the room. I am not sure I like it, but there is a new guy, fresh out of rehab that I find interesting. He has yet to speak, so he keeps me going back to that meeting. I have met very nice people, and gotten some recommendations for other meetings in the area. I can tell you right now, that a lot of Goggling, plotting, and doing drive byes will accompany any type of change in this. ( See Yoga, anyone see a pattern here?) I am giving myself a B on getting to meetings, a C on my choice of meeting, and a D for my fascination with the new guy.
Gilmore Girls. I am on Season 3, when we got here I was on Season 2. So, I either give that an A for perseverance or an F for colossal waste of time, depending on the hour of the day.