Many traditions abound with regard to the ending of one year and the beginning of the next. On New Year's Day, people bid farewell to the past and welcome the future, hoping for prosperity and happiness. I can't say that my New Year's day tradition has any great symbolic significance as to what I hope to get out of life in the coming 365 days (I hope). But it definitely gets the ol' heart pounding with excitement.
The 2nd Annual New Year's Day Polar Bear Plunge was successful, and once again I got my family to participate (including my Mom). That was good, because of the 80+ other people that I invited, only Matt Mainer showed up. Using axes and mauls, we chopped a large circle out of the ice in Saint Albans Bay. I almost won the First Unintentional Plunger Award, as I was standing on the ice as it gave way, barely making my escape.
The water was refreshing and cool, as expected, and exits from the water were incredibly swift, also as expected. Also, no one has died, either last year or this year, which has me optimistic that we can keep the streak alive. After that experience, my body is ready for another punishing and grueling (and maybe cold?) year of racing and training. I hope to see all of you on the ice with me on 01/01/11
Happy New Year everybody!