They said it couldn’t be done. Evidently, one winter in an unheated Leadville bathroom will make you stronger…or kill you.
Perhaps it’s the shock to my system when I sit on the icy seat each morning–after ensuring that the water in the bowl is not frozen–that invigorates me. Or maybe it’s the frequency of goosebumps, regardless of the hot water in the shower, that keeps me feeling perky.
Sorry, little bamboo. We can’t all be warriors.