Well, after this morning’s downpour and gusty winds, there came a break in the clouds and some blue sky and sunshine appeared. Ozzie and I high-tailed it out the door and got in a decent walk. A little shorter than normal, but it started clouding up again and I wasn’t really in the mood to get soaked. The walk provided another break in my own personal clouds. While quilting away and thinking about the problems I’m having with being billed for past medical expenses, I began having a bit of a panic attack. Pounding chest, feeling a bit short of breath, and just feeling plain panicky and miserable. Turns out the walk was a really good cure for it all. And yes, I do know that I sometimes suffer from panic attacks, I don’t have heart disease, and I knew I was not having a heart attack. I feel a whole lot better after getting in a good walk with my buddy.
Okay. I’m not pressing 200 lbs. each day and I’m not running marathons, but as you know, I’m making an effort to get healthier lately. Why? Well, for one thing, I’m not ready to die yet. For another, I’ve witnessed too many things happening to friends in my age group (or younger), and I think . . . if we were a little stronger, maybe that stuff wouldn’t happen. Here is the group of quilters with whom I just attended my quilting retreat at Silver Falls.
It’s a wonderful group of women. I am one of the younger ones, but I’d say there are two ladies in the group who are older than me and probably in better shape! Why? They are active, vibrant women. There are a few in my age category who really have trouble getting around, and I just don’t want to go there. We hear so much these days about taking anti-oxidants to keep us young and healthy. I’ve come to think of this as just what it says – rust preventers. The other thing that prevents rust is movement! So, move it or lose it, as they say. I’m choosing to move!