After five days in bed, three visits to the osteopath, loving meals prepared by my friend Gina and numerous natural remedies I felt better this afternoon.
In my head, I heard my mom say, "Now, don't go overdoing it, galavanting about, stay at home, otherwise you are going to be back where you started."
Did I listen? My mom would say, "Heck now."
Gina and I went to Aix for a late lunch, peeked into one brocante shop and bought a dress.
And that was the best medicine ever! Of course, I walked the pace of a turtle and was very mindful of my steps, oh the change of air did me good.
Spring is stretching its arms inviting nature to open up and sing, the trees had the first hints of green, Ah the beginning with the various hues:
Wisteria, lilacs, daisies, a few poppies, irises, and the last velvet pods on this tree.
Even though it lightly rained I could feel Spring touching my shoulder.
I did not buy anything at the brocante shop, though had a few hellos to the owners and admired a thing or two.
The idea of carrying anything to the car just wasn't in me… shocking even for me, maybe in a way, I was listening to my mom heeding her advice, taking it slow.
Having a late lunch in France, especially in Provence outside the tourist season is not an easy feat to accomplish unless you grab something at the bakery or a fast food joint. Lunch is typically served between 12:30 and 2ish. Gina and I arrived around four, a tad late for lunch. We went to "Les Deux Garcons" one for the decor, two because it is an icon and three it serves classic bistro fare after lunch… which they called "Snacking". We had omelets. Mine was with egg whites, ricotta, and spinach… and fries oh those fries.
After lunch we took a stroll through the windy streets of Aix, I will never grow tired of this town, we did some window shopping or in French:
"lèche-vitrine"
"Licking the windows".
Though I did more than window shop, I bought a dress which was the first thing I have bought since I lost 14 pounds.
That made my day.
A wedding on the horizon gave me the kickstart, or kick in the derriere last October.
A walkabout in Aix was a welcome ending I pray to my backache.
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Thank you again for your thoughtfulness and advice, I hope all of you who suffer from back problems find relief too.
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