Reader, I reek. It's not due to lack of washing or high-grade, industrial-strength deodorant, I hasten to add, but to the overwhelming menthol scent of IcyHot. I managed to pull a muscle in my neck yesterday while at the gym -- I know, I know: exercise IS bad for you -- and have spent the past 24 hours coated in a thick layer of this product so that I can turn my head more than just a few degrees to the right. At the moment, this requires turning my entire upper body, which is rather tricky (if not downright dangerous) on a bike. I'm hoping that yoga tonight will sort me out -- unless it's headstand, in which case I may as well give up and go home.
In fact, given the beautiful warm weather today, I'm tempted to do that anyway.
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