Those closest to me know what I'm going through in life. Recently let go from work, dealing with the anxieties of trying to find a job that fits where I want to be in life and not just taking what comes first. The experience that unemployment is and going through weeks of debates just to get a check.
Today a bunch of us geared up and went on a 7 mile hike and I decided to bring my dog. We haven't done something like this in Years (my dog and I). Carter(Dog) handled those climbs like he does them every day. Super amazed at his longevity at his age (9yrs old).
7 miles is the most I've walked in years. Needless to say we are both very sore. Got home and gave Carter a bath and tick check. Then I grilled us both a steak dinner, I figured the old pup deserved it after today's endeavor.
Moments like this, I'm forced to be grateful I'm sober. I wouldn't have done this at all still using. I'm grateful for the network of men I have in my life that push me when I needed it. I could have easily just spent another Sunday eating my emotions, watching needless TV.
Today was definitely a good day.
