Why is not until the day after an arduous physical workout that the soreness really sets in? I took precautions yesterday. I iced my feet which were sore after the NYRR 18M Tune-up in Central Park. I took some anti-inflammatory medicine, stretched, hydrated, replenished nourishment and rested. But, today, I needed the comfort of my best friend ICE. Not Vanilla Ice though, I have to admit I have "Ice, Ice Baby..." playing in my head.
Nor, ICE Cube. Though I am having a hankering for some Barbershop and a Mr. Softies vanilla cone - don't hold the colored sprinkles!
But Ice Ice "oh baby," packs to the my knees.
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