No chance this weekend? Ah, well. Phooey.
Afraid not. I have a hair appointment scheduled, then I have to take one of the cats to the vet on Saturday, then Sunday I need some time for laundry and cleaning, since I may hava a house guest next week.
Possibly we could brunch or something next weekend?
Oh, yes please.
I think I could deal with the pain the next day better than an ice bath.
It's not that bad, really.
Okay, it is that bad. But it is worth it, I swear. And, once you're out you're amazingly warm.
Think of it as an opportunity to refine your profanity.
Yay, Jesse! That sounds very exciting!!!
And, go, lisah, with the 1/2 marathon!
I think I could deal with the pain the next day better than an ice bath.
You'd think, but she and her other marathoning friends swore by the ice bath. Also swore AT the ice bath.
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HAR! Swearing x-post!
It's not that bad, really.
Okay, it is that bad. But it is worth it, I swear. And, once you're out you're amazingly warm.
Think of it as an opportunity to refine your profanity.
Oh, man. I don't know. That's just atrocious sounding. I'm in pain thinking about it.
1/2 marathon...a cake walk
I can't imagine what it would be like to say running 13 miles is a cake walk. I've walked five miles and that was plenty!
Think of it as an opportunity to refine your profanity.
but...but...I'm already a REALLY good swearer.
So maybe ice bath...swearing a lot...drain the bath and then hot bath? Would that negate the ice bathing?
How does one do an ice bath? Do you find a gym that has one, or just have your spouse buy lots of ice and fill up the bathtub at home?
But I'm really curious as to who owns Box 1300 that they're so anxious to keep their applicants' CVs away from.
Al Quaeda?
har. actually, box 1300 is the address that you write to if you have "intelligence to report"
I wonder if that Post Office has a special truck that delivers that mail or if MI6 just sends a junior clerk over every morning. "All right, Smithers, time to go get the mail." "But, sir, you know what happened last time!" "Smithers, sultry counter-agents who whisper tantalizing offers is a standard obstacle that every agent of MI6 just has to learn to deal with! Now go! And bring me back a double latte."
I'm in pain thinking about it.
It doesn't hurt. There are, I'm sure, no bigger cold wimps than me on the board. I don't know if I've ever voluntarily taken a not-hot shower. I certainly haven't taken a cold shower since the concussion in Marrakech in 1990.
I'll be taking ice baths during the last four days of my brown belt. Sulky, curse-filled ice baths, but I'll be in them.