You never know…. when chickens will fall from the sky

 

 

…if you take a cup of coffee and pour in cream you loose the rich fullness of its flavor, which is akin to what I see happening to our nation, so maybe I’ll write about something else that I can ‘grump’ about ;-(

A friend of mine from Alaska remarked in his last email to me that, “You sound particularly positive and energetic”. Now that is hardly normal for this old curmudgeon who normally walks around with a scowl that would frighten little children even when it wasn’t Halloween, but I have been on an upswing lately buoyed no doubt by the visit of my daughter and a Halloween with the hole family.

Her visit may have been the catalyst for me to resume my walking routine and I managed almost an entire week of half mile walks everyday. In fact I mentioned to my son when asked about getting outside in the nice weather that I indeed was and in fact was gout free for a couple months.

But (and here’s the rub) never give in to overconfidence when you do reality has a way of dumping on you. On Sunday I decided it was time to increase my walks to a mile a day getting close to my old routine of 2 miles a day and the walk was not bad. My COPD was almost nonexistent thanks to a new maintenance inhaler and no discomfort anywhere on my body.

Waking up today the chickens had come home to roost and both my big toe and ankle were echoing back to my worst gout days, was it a change in my diet, the walk or truly gout? I opted to take the gout Rx and hope for the best.

Because

the best time

to go out and walk

is in the

cold

60˚

Texas winter