I’m not in this picture, but I was in the river at noon on Jan 1. Our annual Mo Duk Pai tradition continued. We’ve been doing this for over 20 years, I think. I’ve done it every year I’ve trained but one, when I had a cold and thought it not a good idea. And the year it snowed so much we couldn’t get there.
Funny thing, I don’t mind getting cold and wet this one day of the year. Any other time I hate it as much as anyone. It’s just mind over matter. I’m cold, I’m wet, but I don’t care. In fact, I kind of like it? Of course, it helps that our weather is relatively mild. I might be of a different mind if we were in Minnesota.