Monday, January 2, 2012

#37 Polar Bear Plunge

It was like jumping into a brown slushie that was trying to drink me.


My entire body went numb as soon as it was submerged. I kept reaching for the bottom of the river to push myself up, I never found it. I looked up seeing only water and light getting further and further away from me. I knew I had to swim up, so I closed my eyes and swam up as hard as I could to the surface. I couldn't tell if I was at the surface till I opened my eyes and saw I was. Then I knew I had to swim fast to the shore. I swam with the voice of my last swim teacher telling me to use my hips. As I was approaching the shore I had a feeling my swimsuit wasn't where it started out. Not that I could feel anything on my body, I just knew that things had gone askew. So once I could feel the bottom I looked down to make sure all my bits were still covered and pulled it down over my belly. (stupid tankinis) Walked to my mom holding my towel, robe & cider at the ready. And asked her if I was dead. Once I was out of the water my skin felt like a combo of numb and on fire. We posed for some pics then went home for a long, warm shower. I'm really glad I did it. Later while warming up/resting in my bed and reflecting on the plunge, I had a personal revelation that gave me a whole new outlook on life. I just might make this a tradition. (but next year I head toward the shallows).

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