If curiosity killed the cat, there’s someone above that likes me because, thank God, I am still here, and my curiosity is boundless. It’s how I found myself recently, and somewhat randomly, agreeing to attend a cold plunge class on a Friday night near the end of summer without any research behind me.

Oh, I’d seen the videos on social media of men and women jumping into ice tubs. While not convinced any of it was authentic, I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t intrigued by the idea.