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Massaging my shins... with ice

Thursday, December 08, 2005

I used to kind of think my roommate John Ryan was crazy when he would pull out a styrofoam cup from the freezer that contained a solid mass of ice, tear off the cup, and then start rubbing the ice on his legs. Now that I'm training for a marathon I can empathize with his madness. Shin splints have to be one of the most annoying and frustrating sports injuries ever. As I type this I'm rubbing a huge block of ice up and down my shins in an attempt to make them feel better before the big run on Saturday. Thank jebus I didn't go on my 3-miler today, I might not have been able to walk tomorrow.

One cool thing about this chunk of ice is that near the center it looks like the rings in the trunk of a tree. Or the inside of an Everlasting Gobstobber minus the colors.



Given the shape and density of the rings in this block of ice, I would say it's 24 hours old. And about to die. A slow and painful death.

"What do I think about when I'm running?? How I want TO DIE!"
- John Ryan

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  1. Blogger Lizett! | 5:15 PM |  

    Hey, whenever I run, I also think of how much I want to die!

  2. Blogger ndNips | 10:01 AM |  

    They say you should keep a mantra going through your head while running to keep an even pace. When I used to run competitively my mantra usually went a little something like: "God, I hate this. God, I hate this. God, I hate this." or, on really good days: "Running sucks, I want to die. Running sucks, I want to die."

    4 years of bliss.

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