I crouched by the door, legs coiled, prepared to sprint the moment it opened. I’m 38 years old, long past prime speed, but this is a foot race with over a thousand dollars on the line: a one vs one race, man vs machine, a spiritual sequel to John Henry’s contest with the steam drill. I was going to outrun the subway.
I am at a Wim Hof workshop in West Harwich, Ma. I’m about to learn a first hand lesson in cold water immersion. I know the water in the giant tub is 42 degrees, but I am heading in, up to the neck, for the next 2+ minutes. Voluntarily. Have I lost my mind, or is there something to be learned in this cold tub?
Nothing is sacred. I used to step into the bathroom, turn the knob all the way to the left (HOT) then walk away, brush my teeth, shave or wax my legs and THEN, maybe, if the water was sufficiently cozy I’d step into the shower. Never before the water was steaming up the bathroom mirrors though. Then I read all this nonsense about the benefits of cold showers, and now, as stated above, nothing is sacred anymore.
Read enough running magazines and inevitably you’ll see an article that promises to lead you to that elusive Best Run Ever .
It got me thinking: Which runs were my best ever? Lace up your trainers and lets take a jog down memory lane; revisit those run where it all came together. These are my BEST runs ever.
What an amazing machine this body of yours is. I am constantly in awe at the elegance and economy of our design. Don’t love your body? Time to get over it. You are a work of art; beautifully made. It’s hard to improve on perfection but I’ll give it a try. Your body’s circulatory system, for all it’s efficiency and grace, benefits from a little jumpstart, a little help, from time to time. Enter compression.
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