Having done the New Year’s Day Polar Plunge in New York City a few times previously I thought I was prepared for this weekend’s dip. However, I wasn’t ready for the waiting. Back at Coney Island I sauntered off the subway, got changed and waiting for the blow horn. This weekend, my team and I were in the twenty-second grouping, which not so surprisingly chips away at the determination/gusto you show up with.
Still, we’re planning on doing it again next year. Feel free to join us.
How long did it take for your testicles to come back out from behind your kidneys? Seriously, I love cold weather but jumping half-naked into water just barely above freezing has never made sense to me…
It’s a crazy people thing