Beaches during the winter become a whole different place. They are cold and abandoned--the complete opposite of their summery selves--but they still provide the same meditative relaxation that brings people in droves to their sands. I personally like the peace and even the briskness of beaches in the winter. The peace is loud in my brain, crashing right along with the waves, and the brisk salt air eats through my clothes, invigorating me with its chill. I guess that's kind of why people do the Polar Bear Plunge (though some do it to show they can)--it makes you feel so goddamn alive to be that cold. You realize completely just how warm your body is and strives to be and the brush with the threat of coldness is totally energizing and awakens you from your stupor. Or, at least that's how I imagine it feels--I've never done a Polar Bear Plunge.
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