Well, I’ve spent the last couple of days wrestling with self-doubt. My husband asked, “naked?’ What is that about?

The thing is- the last time we jogged, I did something to my legs, like made them work hard and now I can barely walk. I drank water. I stretched. I even drank vinegar. I rubbed my legs with mentho-balm. I iced them. Soaked them. Walked some more and stretched some more. I feel pretty frustrated and still really sore. So, what am I going to do to pull myself off  the edge of I-pulled-a-muscle-jogging-so-everything-is-shit-cliff? Bill Murray. He will help.