I had a good weekend. I went home from work early on Friday and was able to complete my lower-body workout, then played doubles tennis with the San Diego Tennis Federation. Later, I watched "Kissing Jessica Stein" with Todd and had burgers on bagels. What a great movie KJS is! I spent Saturday with Steve making a nice low-carb pasta salad for lunch and watching "Psycho Beach Party," then went to bed early cause I was so sore from working out. On Sunday, I had brunch with Jonathan, played tennis with Rancy, and hung out with Troy and his friend David (who just moved here from Pennsylvania) at Pecs, going to bed early again. Monday I did my upper-body workout, then spent about 4 hours at the beach with Jonathan and his friend Martin and Martin's friend Corey. My legs got a lot of sun, so I'm burnt right now. But I ended up having one wine cooler while basking in the sun, so back to day one of sobriety today.

I skipped my morning workout this morning, but I'll make it up tomorrow. I was going to make up the workout after work, but I'm going to see my mom. I happened to come out to her on the phone, which was no big deal; she had an idea already that I was. But she's going through a horrible time right now. I really don't want to be caught up in her drama, but she does need someone to listen to her and to help her pack/store her stuff while she goes back into a treatment/rehab center. So I have that to look forward to. She's also broke, and I don't have any money I can realistically lend her. I know I have to do what's best for me first. I just don't want to get in the position of telling her what to do or how to lead her life. I don't know - I'll be open and see where that leads me. I don't want her drama and stress to cause me to relapse, so I have to be very careful while supportive of her.

I called my sponser today and told her I relapsed.