Every day. But the temperature doesn't matter. It's the barometric pressure - any sudden shift, up or down, and my joints and sinuses feel like they're gonna explode. Soon as it stabilizes, whether normal, high or low, I'm okay again. Usually. Not today, though.

My breakfast is 2-3 cups of coffee, two ibuprofen, a generic Zyrtec, and decongestant. After an hour I begin to feel human.

But after this many accidents, near misses and health problems, I figure every day above ground is a plus. And a day above two wheels is even better.

Tomorrow will be better - that's what I keep telling myself, because some days it's true.