We went run-trotting into the water. It’s difficult to run in water. It’s even more difficult to be surrounded by a whole bunch of other people doing the same thing. But nobody bumped me or kicked me this year, which was nice and thoughtful on the part of those around me.
Once it got past our knees, people started going under. This was a bit unsettling, reminiscent of war movies where suddenly shots start firing and people start dropping around you, and you start to wonder who will be next to go. I’m not sure when I decided to go for it, but I was mildly afraid to be run over… or swum over. At some point, I took a breath and plunged into the water.
OH GOD… it was COLD!