The Revlon Run/Walk for Cancer started at 8am. It was a 5K quick jaunt around USC in Downtown LA. A couple of my coworkers were walking as well so we carpooled to the Coliseum. It was a very hot morning and I think I overdid it by being in the sun for too long. My vision seemed to have gotten shades darker and instead of a few spots speckling my sight, it seemed inversed and there were now only a few spots of clarity between large areas of haziness and darkened hues.
After the race, we stopped at Philippe’s for the original French dip. In 1951, Philippe Mathieu told a Los Angeles Times reporter, “One day a customer saw some gravy in the bottom of a large pan of roast meat. He asked me if I would mind dipping one side of the French roll in that gravy. I did, and right away five or six others wanted the same.”
And thus, the French dip was born.
Later, that evening we had also planned Karisa’s birthday extravaganza for tonight. We started off bowling at Lucky Strike’s in Hollywood and then continued with a Hollywood Club crawl. Needless to say, it was a long day and I was exhausted by the time we shut down the clubs past 2am. I didn’t drink at all. In fact, I haven’t had alcohol since February at the 80s prom where I got sick off of one drink. But, my main purpose was to not put additional stress on my organs while I am taking medication. But, all in all I don’t really ever need alcohol to have fun so it was an easy excuse to start using to skip on the booze. I didn’t know what was going on in my body so one less toxin I was putting inside of it made me feel slightly better.
I am not the invincible girl anymore. What I do to my body will have repercussions. Now, it’s all about weighing the risks versus the benefits. When did I become an adult? Oh, when my body started attacking itself in response to my lack of attention. Well, body you’ve got my attention….I’m listening now.