I’d arrived in Canada. It was a surprise visit for an old childhood friends birthday. The plan was to casually walk in the restaurant where him and his girl would be eating dinner. By a stroke of good luck the restaurant turned out to be in the same street as the hotel I’d booked.
After the initial shock, hugs and smiles, we sat in the restaurant and discussed what to do with the week or so I’d be there.
“Yeah, maybe.” I said. Then I changed the subject.
A few days later we sat in my friends house, we had the whole day to ourselves with no plans.
“I’m gonna put on some Wim Hof videos to get us in the mood and do the breathing exercises to prepare.” He smiled.
We sat there and breathed in and out heavily thirty times then held our breath. It was starting to feel like I was stuck in a bad movie.
I still didn’t feel much different.
After the breathing exercises we jumped in the truck and drove to the lake. We managed to find a nice secluded part of the beach next to the shore. There seemed to be nobody about, ‘Good,’ I thought.
“I suppose.” I replied.
We stripped off on a little terrace and were about to do the breathing exercises again when a little old lady walked by.
“Lets get this over with then.” I smiled.
The purpose of the breathing exercises is to flood the body with oxygen. For whatever reason it has the added benefit of helping you withstand the cold more easily. Although I’m fairly certain that’s more of a mental attitude. I was pumped but still slightly hesitant. He casually strolled in and dunked himself in the cold cold water. I was a little more theatrical and pegged it. Running in like a mad man and spraying freezing water all over his and now my, submerged body.
It wasn’t anywhere near as bad as I expected. ‘Maybe that crazy Dutch guy is onto something,’ I thought. I was back out as quick as I’d gone in, while my mate stayed sat in there trying to make it to two minutes of submersion.
Once I came out I told him to film me. “I’m going to do better this time and I want it recorded.”
“I’m doing this more often.” We both agreed.
After this little dalliance with the cold I’ve decided to give those icey showers a proper go. I feel a thirty day challenge is in order. Watch this space.