I stood on a beach in Dorset on January 1st, 2026, in my underwear, staring at the ocean.
Let me be clear: I am not the kind of person who does cold water plunges.
I'm the person who wears thermals 80% of the time. Who shivers through Army Reserve exercises even in moderate weather. Who has carried a deep-seated belief my entire life that I am "chronically cold" and that cold = pain = something to avoid at all costs.
But on New Year's Day, something shifted.





