I looked myself in the eye and realized my “have to start things on Sunday”, while true, was just an excuse, and went ahead with this whole thing today.
The determined method was as such – I would get in the shower, and THEN turn the water on.
One, you’re not waiting for the water to warm up, so there’s no reason to turn it on first. Two, turning the knob is much less of a “leap” than stepping into a cold shower.
It went really well – I feel great. (I literally just got out a couple minutes ago.)
I decided I’d stand there, powerfully facing the water for 30 seconds, then turn around for another 30 seconds, then actually wash.
(This “facing down the cold water” period is important, because it’s the part that makes you feel really cool.)
After the first 30 seconds, the whole thing really felt good – I’d wager it felt better than a warm shower, actually.
The turn-around was no problem, because by this time I was all into just killing this cold water.
Then I like washed, and that was that. A real bonus is you don’t get that “oo-oo-ooh it’s so cold when you step out of the shower.
My skin all feels really tight as well, which is one of the things they said on this page.
I’m gonna do this for like a month at least, or until my mom reads this and tells me I’m doing something bad to myself. I’ll ask why it’s bad, she’ll say she doesn’t know, I’ll say I like it and I’m doing it, and then she’ll call me weird.
The conversation will conclude by a mutual determination that it’s her fault, just like how I’m afraid of dogs.
Oh, I’m also going to tell all my environmentalist friends I’m doing this to help the climate crisis. They’ll hear “help the climate crisis”, forget the first part because they’re so shocked, and everyone wins.
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