and fruit flies like a bat..no wait, not a bat, a banana.
When I feel physically good (and not in pain) it's so easy to feel mental good. Time flies, and so do worries. Thing get accomplished-- Look a hat!
Yesterday was another scorcher.. (not into triple digits, not a record breaker) and today the weathermen are predicting will be worse. Yesterday, I got to the pool early (3:30) and was in the water by 3:31. I got out at 7:00—as wrinkled as a prune but feeling great.
I am partially responsible for my bad day on Wednesday. My 'fast food dinners' -fast and easy as they are, are responsible- As a child, I hated tomatoes. And this dislike continued well into my adulthood and then suddenly they were OK. Soon after, they were good, and now, when I can least afford to eat them, I genuinely enjoy them.
I know, that my brand of arthritis is one the is nightshade family sensitive. A diet rich in tomatoes, or potatoes or eggplant is one that causes flair ups and pain. So tonight I ate a less healthy but more comfortable dinner.
I am not salt sensitive—I know because I have a home blood pressure machine, and I know my BP doesn't rise after a salty meal. And (it's reasonably low—for my age and weight –in the AM before I rise, I am near dead with 85/58 –and standard “resting” (a 5 minute rest) averages (the machine does the math) 120/83. It fluctuates from 115/78 to a high of 130/87. I have a slow pulse too, 60 to 68. And yes, I know, I could have a thyroid problem—but it's been tested in the past—several times, (my BP was about the same, 20 years ago, when I was heavier and a smoker!) and it was low all through my pregnancies 30 years ago, too It's a family trait.
So the blue hat is finished, and the violet one cast on. No wait it's not –a check on the label and I see it's not violet (I never thought of this color as violet!) it's called Viola. A periwinkle sort of purple. OK, that works—another hat, Voila! Life is Good!