I went to the Minneapolis Farmers Market this morning with my friend Nikki. This was my first time going there and I was impressed seeing such a wide and varied selection of produce with rows and rows of bright, gorgeous fruits and vegetables in neat little crates and boxes. We walked around taking photos and chatting. I bought a glass of just-squeezed orange juice (I watched the guy do it right in front of me) and my mouth watered every time we passed by the crates of fresh raspberries and blueberries. I managed to get a few good photos, I think, and it was nice just being up and out early in the morning compared to my routine now of waking up at 10:00 or 11:00 AM (thank you, unemployment for making me lazy). The weather here is still disgustingly hot and humid which is making my joints feel more swollen and painful. Good news though – I have been off prednisone for 11 months now. ELEVEN MONTHS! It’s a miracle. I’m pretty sure that this is the longest I’ve ever been off of that miserable drug since I was diagnosed 14 years ago. Whatever is happening-whether it’s from eating better, fish oil capsules, or bike riding-I hope it keeps working. Actually, I’ve probably been tempting fate somewhat lately because my eating and drinking habits have seriously regressed again. I’ve been guzzling Diet Coke and other caffeinated beverages like crazy. Junk food consumption is also getting out of control. Being at the market this morning helped remind me that I really do need to get back on the healthy lifestyle wagon again. Soon.