((Hugs)) I have been there too. Sitting on the side of the trail crying uncontrollably and DH asking what was wrong but you don't even know. The days where brushing my teeth was a battle. I never understood how much depression controlled my life. My doctor at first didn't know if it was just a bout or long term. So he told me to work out, like it is that easy. I was angry running and bawling cycling. I don't have advice but I you have virtual support and a cheerleader. You can still do the Du and you can still be the strong trooper you ARE not WERE.