Ice = Bad

Last night was kinda hard. Jess & Caleb came over and went running with Boz. i stayed at home, like a good little girl. From what i heard, it sounds like they did a great job as per usual ;o). I'm hoping one of them will post on how it went.

I was told i need to ice my knee every night. Do you have any idea how hard that is? Well first, our ice pack thing broke a while back and we never replaced it; I'll have to pick one up today. In the mean time I used a bag of frozen mixed berries. I'm not even sure where they came from. I'm assuming we bought it as it was in our freezer but I never knew they were there. Boz must be holding out on me.

Anyway, i was laying on the couch with my legs on Boz's lap, when I put the berries on my knee. First i was doing it over my pants (which was fine!) but was told i needed it put in directly on it. HUMPH! just because he's been a coach for all these years, he thinks he's the expert. ....okay, maybe he is ;o)

So I rolled up my pant leg and put the bag back on my knee. OMG was that cold! I literally jumped off of Boz and the couch. I don't know who was more shocked/scared, me or Boz. He could have broken something with the way I was moving. It was horrible. I think the pain of the ice hurt more than my knee. I was actually laying there with tears streaming down my face. I'm such a wimp. I only hope I don't have to have it iced when I'm at PT; THAT could be hugely embarrassing.

Boz wanted me to do 10 minutes on, 20 minutes off for an hour. So after the first 10 minutes i snuck off and went to bed. ;o) Hee hee. I'm terrible.

Here's hoping tonight is a little better!