Because Having a Brain Isn't Fun
It's ok...I know none of you followed that...
There's no way anyone can go through life and not do something completely stupid and miserable just for the heck of it.
Two years in a row...i have done it. The first year was just jumping off the dock and climbing back out. Not so bad.
This year the tradition continued.
New Years Day. A friend's neighbor's pond. Covered in ice. We all watched for ten minutes while the ice was broken. A whole fat inch of it. Then...we swam across...one at a time.
Have you ever really thought you were going to die? I have.
About half way across (by the way, you can't touch the bottom) my body started slowing way down. My legs weren't really moving. My breathing almost stopped. And my brain started fuzzing.
Not good. I ran up against a big chunk of ice in my way and was completely lost on how to get around it. My brain was that out of it.
But it was fun. Now that it's all over, it was fun. And I'll probably do it again next year.
Why? No idea.
But why stand on the edge and watch everyone else?