chill out

So somebody spent a good fifteen minutes Wednesday telling me about how badly they hurt and how nothing could possibly help ease their pain.

And they weren't wiling to quit running. 

I told them about 

this.

And then I laughed maniacally.

Because that shit hurts.

And by hurts, I mean that I cramped up in about 40 seconds and couldn't stop shaking for a good 30 minutes afterwards. 

Sounds like fun, hunh?!

Smiling dudes in the tub. See? Fun. 

Articles on ice baths always make me think it should look like this:

hat, reading material, hot beverage... good times!

But really, it looks more like this:

(Did she just let out a Nancy Kerrigan "Why me?!!?!")

I'm thinking about doing it now. 

Because I am not about to quit running.


And this morning's workout? 
It was running. Lots of running.
Running from the house I am housesitting at to camp, running around the park at various speeds, running.


Aaaand my body hates me.
(Puh-leaase. What else is new?)




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