It's been a great summer. It's been a lousy summer. I've had fun. I've felt very low. I'm full of love, I'm full of fear. I love my home, I hate my home.
And we wonder why a person can seem wildly different to different people on different days! Here I am, still hanging in. It has not been an easy season, I've had some minor, yet still challenging physical issues. Just getting back into running, very gently, with my 3 pals. One had sciatica, one lost her husband, and the third is totally unmotivated to run if we're not, especially in the heat of summer. And I had my plantar fasciatis and my hernia came back, hopefully temporarily. Honest. The surgeon said I have a 50-50 chance that it was small enough to heal spontaneously. Please God let that have happened. So, here we are out again at the local park, gingerly doing 1 minute run, 1 minute walk intervals. I was still hobbling around a bit later that night. Hopefully gently gently will be ok.
I've had some big food challenges. It's driven me to my knees, almost daily. I have to, in the words of a very funny friend, "pray like a bastard"! I need the willingness to uncover my issues, really work them out, and the best way I have found to do that right now, is go beyond my weekly therapy session and work them out on paper using the template of working the 12 steps of Overeaters Anonymous. When I can chain myself to the computer and (teehee) not be on the 'net, its a method that really forces me to face my issues. And I have to. The alternative is just too sad to contemplate.
I was able to attend the OA World Service Convention in Philadelphia earlier this month. It was a great way to end the summer and it filled me up for the work ahead. I bought a fridge magnet there, and it's my mantra for September: Face your stuff, or stuff your face!
