I have either been for a run or at the gym for the last three days, so today I am giving my aching limbs a day off.
Various muscle groups have been sending urgent messages to my brain.
One typical missive from my knees said: "Dear brain, I thought we had an agreement that we would not be required to do this sort of thing anymore. The ligaments down here are kicking up an awful fuss and somebody is going to snap!"
One correspondence from an unhappy right ankle tendon simply said: "I am not sure she can take much more Captain."
And I won't even go into the spam emails I am getting from my stomach.
The fitness instructor in the expediton group is promising to send us all a fitness plan. Words can not express the excitement about that!