I have blatantly had mentioned that I don’t believe in New Year’s resolutions. Your bullshit about wanting to lose weight doesn’t mean anything different in July than it does January 1st if you aren’t committed.
I might struggle with the things that I have decided to do this year. The weird thing is that I keep going. I got over crying in the parking lot. I picked my sorry ass up and went on.
I’m still taking my cold showers. I took one last night. Different shower and different affects.
It wasn’t “unbearingly” cold. I am not sure if this is an exercise in my mind’s abilities or a pattern.
Pro: Not as cold as it had been. Knocked down soreness in my legs from a run, previous leg press number increase. Spiritual element?/Accomplishment?
Con: Not too much. Minor amount of shakes. I left the ceiling fan on and our temperature was dropping due to weather changes. It aint warm so I wasn’t warm.
I honestly could suggest that this strange exercise might surprise other men if they undertake it. I will let you know if I get sick of it.