Well… I was too ‘chicken’ as we say at home in New Zealand to take the plunge myself. My husband tells me that he felt great afterwards, apart from his feet. By the time we had driven to the afterparty in the city he just about had the feeling back in them. This seems to be the general consensus.
He used words like invigorated and energised. I must admit he looked pretty good afterwards… perhaps that was just the NZ Sauvignon talking, who knows??
Here are the last images from the day that I want to share with you. These are the many faces of the Plunge. Some look very calm and at peace, some are shocked, many are funny!
Did I ever tell you the story of how my husband came to take part in the Plunge? We were watching it last year, and I jokingly told him, ‘If we’re still in Moscow next year, you’re going in’. He just laughed, knowing that his contract here expired in December 2012… He extended his contract by 1 year, and voila, this is how he found himself plunging into a frozen lake in Moscow in the middle of winter.
I asked my husband if he would do it again, and he said ‘YES’ without hesitation. Let’s hope we don’t have to eh? CSPxx