Cleaning Up – Makeover From Within

Prison.  Police shoot outs. Bankruptcy. Eating out of dumpsters. Violent assaults. Prostitution. These are some of the things that many alcoholics and addicts endure or participate in as part of the lifestyle of addiction.  No one chooses those paths, per se, but as the illness deepens, so does the reaction to keep the lifestyle intact. …

Fetch Me A Thesaurus, Lad – It’s Time For The Word Of The Year

I don’t make new year’s resolutions.  And perhaps outside of some running targets I have in mind, I also don’t have goals.  I don’t do vision boards, and I don’t write down any sort of plans or schemes.  Perhaps I should, but for the most part I don’t like attaching myself to things like that….

Searching and Fearless

Inventory. For those who aren’t in 12-step recovery, that word probably ushers in thoughts of Starbucks-fuelled grad students counting sweaters in the back of H&M as one part of their under-paid job requirements. Knit-One Pearl-Two while the supervisor, youngest of the crew, checks off the stock pars and lists any extra items or items that…

An Alcoholic’s Guide To Crashing And Burning During The Holidays

  Yeah.  Holidays.  There are countless parties and events planned.  Some of them are even fun (just kidding…ouch!).  Anyways, many folks in recovery find themselves a little fazed when it comes to the overwhelming ideals of what festivities are “supposed” to look like.  For many, especially early in their sobriety, this time of year can…

Running With Wolves

I guess you can say this is a follow up to my last post about being a lone wolf. Since I wrote that post, I have taken a few actions.  To wit: I finally reached out to my sponsor and had a great discussion.  We caught up on some stuff going on with him, and…

The Cold Never Bothered Me Anyway

  If you’re a parent, you’re familiar with that closing line from the Frozen soundtrack hit “Let it Go”.  For those of you who don’t have children, and haven’t heard the song…I envy you.  You are on terra firma.  The rest of us are plunged into an icy abyss of relentless repeats of that song being…

Fallen

  I was running yesterday in a nearby park area and stumbled across a makeshift memorial site.  A young man, who lost his life several years ago, still being kept in memory by still-fresh flowers and keepsakes.  I had to stop and take it in.  I also had to keep in mind that this memorial…

This Is A Description, Not An Indictment

I’ve been doing some work over the last week or two.  Recovery work.  Step work, to be honest.  One doesn’t ever graduate from doing this kind of work.  There aren’t diplomas that hang from our walls when we go through this stuff, same as I don’t have one for having a child.  I just continue…

Pinky And The Drain

I don’t often watch TV, but when I do, it’s kids shows.  I will gladly sit through Power Rangers, Blue’s Clues, Pokemon or anything cartoonish rather than deal with the more inane and ever more cartoonish adult programming out there (I speak more about reality shows – don’t worry Game of Thrones folks, I am…

Achilles, Heal

It started slowly. An pang here, a twitch there.  A subtle twist around the bend, a tightening up on the turn, a soft throbbing down the hill. Aches and pains are part and parcel of any physical activity. Running especially, considering the pounding the body gets as forces push and pull and bounce around like…