Avoid fried meats, which angry up the blood.
If your stomach disputes you, lie down and pacify it with cool thoughts.
Keep your juices flowing by jangling gently as you move.
Go very light on the vices, such as carrying on in society. The social ramble ain’t restful.
Avoid running at all times.
Don’t look back. Something may be gaining.
I have loved Satchel Paige’s rules since I read his memoir, Maybe I’ll Pitch Forever, in sixth grade. I am writing a song about them—the chorus is Don’t look back, don’t look back, I ain’t just mansplaining, don’t look back, don’t back, something may be gaining. Also good is Satchel’s reference to jangling: Bob Dylan just said that in the jingle jangle morning he’d come following us.
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