Well, since we are all sharing our cold water stories...I did the Polar Bear Club for a couple years when I was living in Northern Wisconsin. I have no idea how cold it was, but on January 1st we would have to cut a hole in about 7 or 8 inches of ice in order to get in. I just wore a pair of shorts and my neoprene boots. They were fairly short swims, anything real long would have been fatal, obviously. The ice would feel warm against my skin as I climbed out of the pool onto the frozen lagoon. Of course, everyone would run over to the jet heaters at the bar that sponsored the event, to warm up. Everyone thought we were crazy, but I call it adventurous. It got me and a few friends in the newspaper anyway... Our 2 seconds of fame! |