One Week Today
So funny, but being in a different city, on a FT recovery schedule with no difference between weekdays and weekends, I've actually lost track of time.
I thought I was at a week yesterday but actually TODAY is one week.
I'm feeling well in body/mind/spirit and actually did my first exercise in several months yesterday. Walked about a mile and a half on a treadmill, moderate pace.
I had many concerns about setting life down and devoting this time to detox/recovery but I have no regrets now. Biggest concern is the financial hit, but you can't put a price on your health/life.
Making good progress in adding more detail to my plan complete with recovery goals. And I also did a good job yesterday in managing some unplanned free time. Since I had a plan this time, I knew better than to remain idle during those hours.
And, LOL, I guess I'm officially one of you now. Two nights in a row I've had nightmares that I relapsed.
Phase I of recovery is underway! And I am so grateful that I was led to get help this time! What a difference it is making!