I did the Polar Bear Plunge on one of the coldest days we’ve had in Seattle. We had clear skies and the sun joined the party. My friends and I were in the water long enough to dip and dash. We giggled, shivered, and wrapped ourselves in towels, elated that we did it. I looked over my shoulder to see this man in a zen state, meditating in the 43-degree Puget Sound. I was astounded and wondered how he was avoiding hypothermia. I applaud his mental strength.