I lifted weights for the first time in years this morning. They’re still heavy like a remembered. Free weights make a guy feel a bit awkward and off balance, but they really do a good job. My goal was to lift 10,000 pounds, but I lost track after my first set. I think I did a bit more though.
I saw myself in a full length mirror today. My body has transformed considerably for just 2 ½ months. I’ve lost most of my gut, and my chest sticks out by itself. Most guys in prison stick their chests out to appear more threatening, much like a dog bares it’s teeth. Now I don’t have to do that! Either way I pose no real threat.
Today I’m feeling good about myself.
Today I left the grounds on RJWC—Restorative Justice Work Crew. I spent six hours working very hard at a bible camp/retreat/campground sort of place. My favorite part was being completely unsupervised for about an hour while I groomed a trail in the woods around a pond.
It was quiet. I was surrounded by nature. I spoke briefly with a couple toads. They said nothing back, of course, as most toads and frogs speak little to no English.
The rest of the time I spent stacking wood, and raking up concrete and Styrofoam from an old shuffle board court. I was with seven others from the India squad and we all sort of moved around to different projects.
It was a very fulfilling and productive day. I will have the opportunity to be on RJWC every week or so for now, and it’s usually something /somewhere different every time.
I miss my dog, Willie. I think about him a lot, and I wonder if he still thinks about me.
He was with me shortly before I was arrested, which is usually a sign that that person set you up to be busted, but I know he wouldn’t do that to me. He’s not even a person. He is, however, probably more loyal than most of the people I know in the meth world.
He is with my dear non-meth-using friends in Fountain, Minnesota. He’s been living there without me for about a year and a half. I just got a few pictures of him and my friends and it took everything I have not to break down crying in the middle of the other 5 guys in my barracks.
There’s so much of my life I wish I could do over.