9-11 in Rubber
Oddly, 14 years ago I had just finished putting several rubber layers on and was settling down for a last day in rubber before wife came home from a visit with her sister in Baltimore when the unthinkable happened. I was sealed in rubber and totally mesmerized by the events unfolding on the TV that morning (it was about 7:00 am in Washington State) when the first tower fell. And I was thousands of miles west encased in rubber while the world as we knew it changed forever.
So what did I do on 9-11-15, 14 years later -
I sealed myself inside three rubber layers and set the time lock system for 8 hours. The third layer of the heavy Hydroglove suit just about did me in. The heavy thick rubber was really amazing but getting out of it at the end turned into a challenge. That said, I'll definitely surrender again. On a side note, the medical stuff I'm doing has some thick wrappings on my feet and legs. The suits go over the wraps just fine. I seal the wraps inside a rubber stocking to keep out the extra wet. It works fine. When I shoved my feet into the hip boots, the fit was like a vice grip. That was pure amazement to know the boots were so tightly clamping my feet and ankles. The challenge came getting the boots off. It took about 45 minutes of digging the heels to the ground. Each "kick" moved the foot a small fraction up the back of the boot until the heels finally got above the boot heel neck. Talk about sealed in! Even after I could unlock the harnesses, it still was over an hour of some heavy grunting and struggle to get out of the outer layer, much less the two left! Total time under rubber probably was close to 13 hours when considering gearing up and down.
But those hours inside the rubber were pure heaven...mmmmmmm. Only a heavy rubberist can understand the addiction of this side of rubberism. For me I am totally lost in this world and always looking for another reason to rubber up!
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