As I creep through middle age, I require some medication adjustment to keep Ye Olde BP where it's supposed to be. An unpleasant side effect of the first attempt was a boost in Ye Olde Uric Acid, leading to Ye Olde %&#*@ Gout. Unlike the usual attack, this one subsided as soon as the new meds left my system (and since it's a diuretic, that didn't take all that long).
After Ye Olde %&#*@ Gout goes away, I sometimes really do feel like walking 500 miles, because the joy of walking about without wanting to amputate my foot is just that great.
Instead I walked to lunch, which is more like 500 yards. But, you know, intentions and all.
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