Yesterday (Monday) was Day 9 of this huge life change. I don't work on Mondays so I putzed around the house, did laundry, went shopping with a girl friend and then got into a bit of an argument with the old man....no need to elaborate but it was a very trying day. I survived by praying and, of course, woke up today (Day 10) much happier and calmer.
Now, all in all, today was a good day until about 5:30p.m. when I spotted a bottle of red wine on the counter at Nell's house (I help her with her computer projects once a week). Oh boy! My body reacted like it does when you see an old flame/lover/boyfriend. It was the strangest feeling and very scary considering this was in inanimate object. I left her place, got home, jumped out of my car and jumped into my running clothes. I had survived 9 nights and wasn't going to go down like this. I ran the worst run of my life...or so I thought. I was terrible and hard but i managed to cover 3 miles in 30 minutes. Not too shabby considering my running shoes have been collecting dust. I'm supposed to run tomorrow with Nicole before my Pilates class. That would be great cause I need to get back in the habit after this long winter. And, I have a run coming up on April 26th so I better get in shape.
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