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Reasons I try to Be Cold

‘Yeah, he is somewhat of a ‘cold’ character,’ you may be thinking after reading that title.  No…no….don’t read into that.  Don’t follow that feeling.  It’s not true!  The truth is, as much as I do try to be a warm-hearted individual, an emotionally warm person…there are many benefits to being physically cold.  And as our seasons are changing, introducing colder weather (it’s mid November 2022 as I’m writing) I’ll be more easily able to find those cold temperatures.

In the heart of winter in the Northeast, it’s simple enough to take the dog outside simply wearing shorts and shoes.  Within minutes, the cold has been made it’s mark.  In winter, water out of the faucet can get really cold, so my cold showers were able to become almost unbearable at times…where as in the summer, I can’t achieve that ‘desperation to escape’ type of feeling in the shower. An ice bath needs to be used for that.

Interestingly enough, most of the research shows that just a little cold is good for you.  Even splashing cold water on your face in the morning, or alternating your shower from cold to hot back to cold, or turning down your thermostat a few degrees…all have a positive cold exposure effect on you.  But similar to fasting (intermittent, prolonged, etc.), calorie restriction in general, as well as sauna use…it seems that more is better.  Well, to be safe, please contact your physician before trying any of these exposures…and ‘more is better’ doesn’t mean hypothermia followed by a long term bake in the sauna on zero calories is the way to ultimate health.  It does mean though, that the earlier these exposures are introduced, and the consistency and depth to which they are practiced in a safe way, have an extraordinary compounding effect on the health of individuals.  Exercise, sauna use, cold exposure, and calorie restriction have many benefits on their own.  When they are all practiced together, the benefits seem to multiply.

As I’ve mentioned in other posts like Go FAST, most of the research for these practices has been done on mice.  Some on humans, but mostly on mice in a lab.  I take full stock of that, and urge readers to consider that before implementing any of this.  You are not a mouse!  Even considering that fact myself, the evidence is too strong to stay away…the sway is intriguing for me.  And, I simply love the experimentation process anyway.  The journey of exploration is exciting and educational.  Even if a particular piece doesn’t work in the small sample of a given experiment, the doing…the actions…the practicing gives feedback, and bigger and better lessons can be obtained.  It’s so easy for me to sit and say, ‘that probably won’t work’ or ‘that could be a waste of time’ or ‘being cold is uncomfortable…so nah not interested’.  But sitting, judging, and making excuses is probably one of the worst behaviors I can do.  Being ‘comfortable’ in fact, is one of the worst ideas health-wise that we all ironically strive for.  Our society’s idea of success is all wrapped up in comfort and security.  Ewww.  Is that really something worth striving for?  Well, Ok. Yes, we obviously want to have that in our lives. Ironically, getting uncomfortable is what will bring you comfort. Discipline equals freedom.

Scientifically, we can call this ‘hormesis’…or the beneficial effects of dealing with increasing amounts of mild stress put on the body. It’s obvious how exercise does this. But let’s talk about cold exposure! Most of us take hot hot showers…almost as hot as we can take it. If you’ll notice, because we take this scorching shower…especially in the colder months…we don’t want to get out of the shower because we have then come into contact with the air that feels much too cold in comparison.  This is all about contrast. This can then feed into feeling cold for the rest of the day. Everything feels cold compared to that hot shower. Try this experiment:  Only use the coldest of water during your entire shower. If you haven’t done this, it’s going to be very hard. You can of course ease your way into this by starting warm and moving eventually to full cold. But I like the challenging stuff! Get into that shower even before the water is turned on, then only turn on the cold water. It’s going to suck, and you’ll hate it for the 5 minutes you have to deal with it.  BUT…everything after the cold shower in contrast feels so so good. It’s short term suffering for long term comfort. When you get out of the shower, your body will turn red all over and it will actually begin to heat itself back up. It’s awesome to feel that your body can do this on it’s own. When you get out of the ice bath…this effect is even stronger! I’ve been so surprised, thinking that I’d have to run inside to dry off and then put clothes and blankets, and get close to the wood stove…but I can get out of the ice bath, and my body will again…turn red and heat itself back up to an acceptable level.  Now obviously it’s not easy to sit and let that happen. It’s friggen cold! I guess what I’m saying is that there is a mental toughness component going on here. A mindfulness. And a self-reliant confidence in allowing your body to do this on it’s own. You’ll feel like a beast going through this process. It could take 10 minutes in the morning, and just think of how this mental strength can then roll into other parts of the day!

In addition to just feeling good physically after the cold, as well as earning a mental strength encouraged by the process, there are some positive effects to the body going on that are based in empirical literature. Here are some pros. Cold exposure can:

  • reduce fasting glycemia
  • improve fatty acid handling
  • heighten immune system
  • increase circulation
  • give basic relief of muscle soreness
  • help brain function
  • help alleviate depression
  • activate brown fat (increases energy expenditure, assisting in weight loss, etc.)
  • Longevity?  There isn’t empirical evidence here YET…but all signs show that there probably will be

There is definitely a risk involved with cold exposure. So you must take that into consideration. Consult your doctor before trying this. I like to think of the risk on the other side of doing these types of things though. There is risk in NOT doing this. And there is risk in sitting on my ass all day. Not many folks talk about the risk involved with a Standard American Diet (SAD!) and a sedentary lifestyle. There is a ton of risk with just staying comfortable as much as possible. I’d say much more than that involved with trying a cold shower. I guess it’s worth considering that we’re all at different levels, and there’s no need to judge ourselves too harshly on where we are starting. But we must take a step!

By the way, my current set up is a chest style freezer filled with water in the garage. In the warmer months, it needs power on a timer…in order to keep the water cold. You can set it to come on for a few hours every night in order to maintain the temperature that you want. In the colder months here in NH, no power is needed. It stays plenty cold! I actually have to use salt to prevent it from freezing. Pretty simple set up. Again, the entry-level is right in the shower, where you already go once a day!

Hope this was valuable to you. Please give me some feedback…questions or comments!

All love!

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Me and My Knees

Dear friends,

when I was 16, I tweaked my right knee at a basketball practice. Doc said meniscus was torn, and could be repaired or removed. Removal was a quicker recovery, but worse for long term. I went under the knife and had it repaired. Light PT was the recovery.

2nd surgery on same knee was a couple of years later (I believe mid 20’s but can’t even remember!) after some men’s league basketball. Same doctor, same recovery. I was told that it’s probably time to give up the sport.

After this, I began suffering these weird dislocations in my knee. It’s something called tibiofibular dislocation. Scared the crap out of me, and obviously caused the weirdest, stomach dropping feeling. There wasn’t much pain at all. Just anxiety. I’d have to work my lower leg back into a straight position with my hands, and move it around until it fell back into position. Happened at work…happened once while swimming in a pool! It was the worst.

Overall my knee just always felt really weak. Looking back, it WAS sooo weak, and I didn’t do close to enough to recover from those injuries and surgeries.

Mid 30’s, after dinner I crossed my right leg on top of my left as once does while sitting and chatting…and boom. Another dislocation, but this time couldn’t put it back into place. Doctor had to manually force it down straight and brace it until 3rd surgery…bucket handle meniscus tear. Repaired the meniscus again…3rd times a charm? New doctor. Recovery was to ‘get a stationary bike’. And recommendation was definitely no more basketball at this point.

I eventually did get a little stronger, and did play some more. Fortunately no more tears, and no more dislocations. But now the pain started. I’ll continue that story in another post!

Knee surgeries in the US are at an epidemic level. And the path is to continue having a couple of surgeries, then some cortizone shots, then get a knee replacement. That’s certainly where I was headed.

However, I don’t want that! I want to be able to work and play with no pain, and I want to be able to bend my knee all the way, how it was meant to bend. And I want to be able to squat down ass to grass into my 80’s!

In the beginning of this year, I found the ATG system, and now feel that I’m headed down a path that will allow me to do these things. I have a long way to go on my knee journey, but early progress looks good! I’m now endorsed by ATG as a coach, and want to help all of you that I see hobbling around with knees like mine…or other pesky joints.

Please tell me a story about your knees, or ask me a question about ATG or my journey. I’m looking to learn and help…no cost for now. I want to help you bulletproof your knees for life!

love,

jimmy

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ATG Endorsed!

I’m excited that after a lot of work, I’ve recently become a certified coach of the ATG system. I’m one of the first in the state of NH. This is a fitness and mobility system created by Kneesovertoesguy

After 3 knee surgeries, and last year dealing with more knee pain that I wanted, I started using these exercises for myself. Soon after starting though, I quickly understood the undeniable quality in the program…and knew that I wanted to share it with others.

As I set up and formulate how I’m going to be providing this service, I want to use this last month and a half of 2022 to learn more about you and others in this area. Even if you wouldn’t use a ‘fitness coach’, I’d love to connect with you so that I can gather as much information as possible.

We can think of it in 3 ways:

1. Are you in pain? Where? For me, it’s knees. But I’ve been talking with others who deal with foot, ankle, knee, hip, back, and shoulder pain.

2. Would you like to ‘bulletproof’ these areas, gaining strength, mobility, and protection?

3. Lastly, maybe you’re an athlete, who wants to then move into reaching higher athletic standards, while staying more protected in sport.

I’d love to help you in any of these areas. Hopefully, we can start a conversation.

Can you please message me with any physical issue you may want help with?

Or, I’d love to get questions to challenge me to grasp where a diverse community is coming from. This will help me provide the best help to others. Please send me any questions related to joint pain, fitness, athletic ability etc. and I’ll do my best to get back to you in a timely manner.

Again, this is a no-cost initial phase for me. I’d love to help get things rolling into your New Year’s goals. And to help provide clarity and value, I plan on sharing more of my own story real soon.

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There are certainly two ways to look at this situation.  The first is through fearful and anxiety ridden eyes. It was that guy at the supermarket that looked at me as if I was one of the ‘infected’.  No smile or salutation…just a hairy eyeball and a return to the mission at hand…toilet paper.

I get it.  I understand the anxiety…of course.  It’s natural, and so much change and adversity is upon us.  The weight of it all can be too much to manage.  But there is another way to look at this.  Perhaps a perspective of optimism, gratitude, and cohesion are due.

I can’t think of another time when our world has been so united in our goals.  The amount of ‘sharing’ that’s going on right now is unbelievable.  It needs to be recognized.  Scientists and governments around the world…typically hoarding and protecting information for themselves…are now communicating more than ever!  Outside of that, people, businesses, non-profits, and the rest are sharing just as much.  I’ve seen so much of people helping others in the past week…it’s been extraordinary.

Businesses aren’t simply grasping at customers who have gone home…they are connecting and collaborating…they are innovating and adapting to consumer needs and wants…they are helping others who need it more.  Neighbors are checking on one another, delivering for others, communicating more.  Families are uniting as well, and learning about each other like we never would have.  How lucky are we?!

I spoke about this in a recent insta post @thorpe42:

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All too often, we lose sight of the most meaningful of things because we’re focused outward on side dishes.

That’s ok…it usually means times are good, and that we’re fortunate enough…fulfilled enough…to start reaching and discovering, tasting and trying.

This time can be seen as such a helpful reminder to value your core, the people close to you, and your home base.

Time with the kids, the sibs, the parents…your inner circle…is such a blessing.

‘But the kids are missing out on school and education!’

Honestly, this forced adversity that kids are going through right now…the necessity for them to be flexible and adapt…the time that kids (and parents) get to spend with family and their ability to learn about relatives and their own heritage, identity, self-awareness…the education they’ll obtain from this could be argued to be much more valuable than whatever was in the curriculum for the rest of the school year.

We will get through this…and look back on this time.  We got this! It will be a blip on the radar.  You get to choose how it will be remembered.  I wish you the best…all love!

emailsig

 

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*This piece contains explicit language

 

He woke first in the cottage…the others still recuperating from yesterday’s movement and conversations.  He had an idea to go grab some donuts at the infamous bakery nearby, and he romanticized a moment in his mind about his child and her cousins devouring their chosen flavor, while his sisters thanked him and looked at him admirably.  Sometimes, he thought, you can get what you need from a moment simply by imagining it, and then consuming the accompanying emotions.

He decided not to go, and instead went to the small hallway bathroom to splash some cold water on the back of his neck and face.  Wiping away yesterday seemed logical…practical even.  And because he knew today would call for more demands, more love, more sacrifice and compromise, he understood the need for a fresh start.

Seagulls careened and cried over the cottage, and a young piping plover let out his first innocent and faint whistle.  It barely registered.  His feathered body neatly tucked and tufted.  The man then made his way to the large kitchen, open to windows and a slider that invited in a view of the ocean.  The sun hadn’t risen yet, but there was enough light for getting around effortlessly.  He found the coffee that one of his sisters brought…chose a dark, south-american blend, and placed the small plastic cup that the grounds were housed in, into the high-tech machine that miraculously pokes a perfect hole in the top and bottom of the cup, and then cleverly streams already heated water through.  He hated to see and process the brand name on the machine, and considered that it was too early for such commercial and consumer thought.  He was still somewhat pure at this time.  Still dis-infected.  And it’s best to prolong such exposure indefinitely.

But as he pulled the handle of the machine toward himself, closing the hood and housing, and creating a locking ‘snap’ sound, as well as the puncture wound to the cup…there it was…proud and inevitable:  Keurig.  ‘Fuck you,’ he thought.  Then he closed his eyes and took a deep breath through his nose, as he had been instructed in the latest self-improvement book he was reading.  You see, it’s tough when you take a thousand steps in what you think is the right direction, but then you realize that something so minute…something so very inconsequential…ironically has the ability to break you right back down to where you choose swears for the first spoken words of the day.  This man never cursed.  But this brown disposable cup, this shell of his body, this upcoming day, would sadly only get one shot…one walk through…before being consumed and disposed of…never thought of again.

Now…something was flashing.  A searing, bright green light illuminating 3 buttons, demanding a decision.  The man adjusted his glasses and reluctantly leaned forward to investigate.  He found that in order for this machine to create the ideal individualized caffeinated beverage yet, he’d need to select a size, by pushing one of the representative selections.  ‘Small, medium, or large,’ he thought as he took in the mini computerized illustrations of cups on each button.  But as his index finger approached a choice, and hovered back and forth over the flashing lights, he gave up.  It was too much, too early.   ‘Jesus’, he said…letting out his second curse word before 5am.  He lifted the handle on the machine, unlocking it and exposing the wounded cup.  From the hole seeped out a small waft of south American notes:  bright acidity, citrus, chocolate.  It reached his olfactory senses almost instantly…and that would have to be sufficient.  It was all he needed actually.  To be taken somewhere…elsewhere.

He turned, and his gaze reached across the kitchen, cut through the bay window, and met some small cresting waves…the tips seeking the newly arriving sunlight on the horizon.  The tide was coming in.  The man thought that going out to see that, and allowing himself to be part of that, would be much more significant and meaningful than anything else in the world.  It was the choice to make at this moment.  He slowly labored across the cold, sand covered tiles of the cottage floor, cracked open the glass slider releasing the pressure from both sides, and emerged into his day.

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