I have avoided ice baths much the way I avoid taking both of my girls to the grocery store for fear of complete mental breakdown.
I like baths. I even like ice. But together, not so much my idea of a good time. I do believe I'd rather pluck each and every hair off my body while watching Yo Gabba Gabba with a cranky baby who refuses to take a nap if you get my drift. (Or type a blog post with a 3 year old practically sitting on top of me trying to feed goldfish crackers to my computer while watching her (or my)"quiet time" movie, playing footsies with me, randomly reaching up to stick her fingers in my nose from time to time and passing gas mercilessly. Wait...that actually is happening right this minute. MY GOODNESS CHILD! What did you eat?!)
That is until I read this blog post over on Runner's World by Librarian Runs called I don't want to take an ice bath My sentinments exactly I thought when I saw the title. But after reading her post, well acutually the comments that went with the post, I had to try it. I mean go read it. With all the glowing praises of the effects of an ice bath post run how can you not?
So following my long run yesterday, I filled the bath tub with the coldest water I could and dumped in all the ice from my freezer. I left on all my running clothes like one of the commenters on that post suggested (because somehow leaving all my clothes on just made me feel better about the whole insane thing I was about to do, like somehow it was less crazy) added a sweatshirt and one of those warm head bands for your ears and got in sounding like a woman about to give birth. "Hee Hee who. Hee Hee who." All while my husband watched laughing. It nearly took my breath away, but after the initial shock, honestly it wasn't too bad. I sat in it for about 10-12 minutes munching on pretzels and sipping gatorade (only the finest cuisine for runners). Then got out because the ice had melted and the water did not seem very cold anymore, then stripped out of my wet clothes and took a hot shower which almost felt to good to blog about. Really, after an ice bath a hot shower is just that good.
And today, I gotta say...I feel pretty good. Pretty much the only thing slightly annoying me is my hips and I don't think I got them completely covered. Next time, I'll get an extra bag of ice from the store and fill it up a little higher. I'm sold.
'Til next time...