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.

The second, Jessica. Kat and her Team-in-Training friends had to raid the kitchen at the hotel they were staying at, after they ran all the ice machines empty.

I can't imagine what it would be like to say running 13 miles is a cake walk.

Neither could I about a year and a half ago...Or even running like a mile.

Do you find a gym that has one, or just have your spouse buy lots of ice and fill up the bathtub at home?

And is it just ice? Or ice water?

I certainly haven't taken a cold shower since the concussion in Marrakech in 1990.

I'm thinking I should be tagging this.

So maybe ice bath...swearing a lot...drain the bath and then hot bath? Would that negate the ice bathing?

Probably. But I felt really on fire warm when I was done -- I didn't need anything other than a big fluffy robe.

just have your spouse buy lots of ice and fill up the bathtub at home?

Lacking a spouse, I bought the ice myself. Two 7lb bags dumped into a cold bath, and jump (okay, lower myself angrily) into it right away.

Lacking a spouse, I bought the ice myself. Two 7lb bags dumped into a cold bath, and jump (okay, lower myself angrily) into it right away.

Okay that will maybe be me on Saturday afternoon. suddenly the whole running of the race part of Saturday seems so much easier..

Also, lisah, you only have to go as far as sitting in the ice water. ita goes and gets herself beat up all over, so she has to go all the way in.

you only have to go as far as sitting in the ice water. ita goes and gets herself beat up all over, so she has to go all the way in.

That's true! Unless I fall over.

Fruitbats.

I'd much prefer to be creaky and use that as an excuse to sleep, like my dad did.