So according to my mom, whose been running a little longer than I have, when you start adding a lot of distance to your runs (ie: 8+ miles), then after running you must take an ice bath. I understand the reasoning behind this; it reduces inflammation, relieves soreness and helps to speed up the recovery of your poor muscles that have been shredded to bits. I get it. Was it one of the few most painful experiences of my life? YES. Oh MY Gosh! I am a glutton for punishment! I was literally screaming --loudly-- trying to get used to sitting in ice cold water. Jordan got a good laugh out of it, as did my mom & sister, who I promptly called to complain to. My feet were cramping, my toes were purplish, tears were rolling down my face, I was laughing and screaming at the same time, and eventually, the ice melted and I got used to it. Will I ever do it again?? Mom says it gets easier after the first time. I sure hope she's right.
And I thought the worst part of distance running were those horrible tasting powergel packs.
Anyway. Enough with running! Jordan and I are so ready to be finished with apartment living, we are about ready to pull our hair out. It seems like May cannot come quickly enough. I seriously want to start boxing stuff up already. Jordan has a conference call with a church either tomorrow or Tuesday night, and we met up with a guy Jordan knows who is going to recommend him for a college minister position at a church in our area. And with the job opportunities I've already mentioned, there have been little/no changes. Such is the norm with ministry jobs..... they take forev-er.
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