I know its ok not to do this, I know I can go back to the house and I won’t beat myself up. But I know too that if I can face this early challenge from the day, the remaining hours of light will be brighter; any other challenge from the day easier to face. I know this. It’s a revelation, just what this cold-water plunge does to my soul and mind. Ed Adams, co. LMA host, introduced me to this early morning ritual.
It takes me ages this morning to strip and walk in. And then I find the voice I need to quiet down the others.
Before I realise what is happening, my feet are in, walking into the deep. There is no turning back. I drop down, into the vivid, wild cold.
There is a moment, a fraction of a moment, where I open my eyes and look ahead. What I see and feel, almost indescribable. I touch on something there in that biting pain, a fraction of a moment that feels akin to eternity, a slither of light in the blackness. In this light, there is something, something of existence, of hope, a glimpse of our pure potentiality and perfection. It is wild, blue, and alive and it is glorious! I stay for a moment, before I can take no more!