If you told me a year ago that I’d be voluntarily lowering my body into 39-degree water every single morning before sunrise, I would have laughed in your face. But here I am, 90 days into a daily cold plunge practice, and I’m honestly mad I didn’t start sooner. The mental clarity, the reduction in post-workout soreness, the weird addictive rush of accomplishment — it’s all real. What’s also real is how confusing it is to figure out which cold therapy setup is actually worth your money. When I decided to commit to cold plunging, I went down a rabbit…
