Following my run, I sent my hubby outside to fill the 5-gallon bucket with snow (something we have plenty of.) I then put that (bucket and all) into the tub, moved a chair in from the kitchen and set the timer for 20 minutes. I sunk my left ankle deep into that arctic water and put my computer on my lap and looked for people on-line to talk me through the next 20 minutes of ice-bath. I assured QueenB that it was simply preventative medicine, as I have taken to caring for my Achilles tendon in that sort of way. She was SUCH A HELP and got me through the 20 minutes (even as her daughter climbed the stairs in roller blades - maybe she will need an ice bath of her own) and I digress - that's dedication and I appreciate it. From there, I headed to the living room floor for a series of stretches - helped by my kids and husband. Then, I hit as cold of a shower as I could stand. After about 5 minutes, I went as hot as I could go. I feel good, I feel empowered, I feel amazed that my body is holding up (except for one black toenail, a small blister, and a mildly sore left foot that has certainly felt much much worse.) ***over 24 hours later and a great day of skiing, I am happy to say that there is zero pain, soreness, agony in my foot or any other part of my body. Yah for the ice bath***
So - Kari, I applaud you! Nice job. AND, if you will allow me to, I applaud myself. (mostly because I kicked the arse out of that 12-mile run that was originally going to be split into 2 6-mile runs. I hit the 6 mile mark and felt great, then the 4 and said EASY, then the 2 and said 'what kind of fool would stop now?) YEAH BABY!!!