First lost toenail - check (during my half marathon training, so I'm counting it)
First double digit run - check (again, during half training)
First massage - check
First blister - not yet thank goodness, I might faint
First 15miler - check
First 5am run - check that a gazillion times.....
First massage - check (can't wait for my next one)
First doubt that I will continue running after said marathon - check check and check
And this weekend my friends, I reached 2 more milestones.
First 18 mile run and.......
my first ice bath.
This is how the conversation went when I got home:
Me: HONEY!!!! I JUST RAN 18 MILES!
Kevin: That's great!!
Me: Honey, I'm going to need your help in a few minutes.
Kevin: Are you okay?
Me: Oh yes, but I'm going to take an ice bath and I need you to put the ice in because I don't think I can bring myself to do it.
Kevin: Um.....are you sure? That doesn't sound like it would be good.
Me: I'm sure.
Kevin: .......well okay......
(in bathroom, me in tub, Kevin with bags of ice)
Kevin: You are sure about this?
Me: Yes, just don't splash me because it will be cold!
Kevin: Honey, this is crazy. You are crazy.
In my head: Honey, you have no idea.
(Kevin puts in ice)
Kevin: Well, there you go!
Me: Thank you honey!
In my head: Oh holy hell.
I had my doubts, but I knew my people would not steer me wrong! Worked like a charm. I was able to move yesterday and today I'm hardly sore. You know, if it wasn't for some IT band soreness, I think I'd be able to go for another 6 right now.
But....that would just be crazy.