I became beat red, and could tell the next week had the potential to be hell. Trying to get out in front the storm, I headed down to the local pharmacy in search of aloe vera gel to bathe my wounds. I picked up nearly every piece of skincare recovery, moisturizing cream, hydrating formula, etc. in the pharmacy. However, every product I picked up contained AT LEAST 2-3 ingredients on my NO list.
With the commercialization of the fitness industry, gyms along with fitness centers, and even hotels have flooded their floors with fancy machines that contort your body in all sorts of unholy ways promising the body of a lifetime. The sad reality is while most of these machines promise “safe” alternatives to free weights, they rob you of the stability, balance, and lasting strength their predecessors provide.
However, this was not just a whimsical decision made by two young brutes who wanted to prove themselves. See we’ve been experimenting with cold-exposure for almost a year now and have gradually built up a tolerance that would allow us to complete such a task. In the following pages, I’m going to unfold for you exactly how we did it and how you can too.
I recently listened to a podcast by two heavy hitters in the health and fitness space where they discussed all things productivity related. Productivity in the sense of things we all do: office and computer work, exercise, and sleep. These guys are always on the cutting edge of new technology and techniques to improve your personal output. I knew I had to try some of their latest recommendations.
It is almost upon us. Beach Season. Pool Season. It’s the third cycle of the year where you haphazardly stumble into the gym, actually using your membership you’ve nearly forgotten about. Or perhaps you’re picking up that workout DVD in the checkout line, or joining a boot camp, etc. You get the picture.
I will be the first to admit that meditation, mindfulness, breathing techniques, and even some aspects of yoga seemed a little “woo-woo” to me. I remember lying on my back after a hot yoga session where the teacher was instructing me to repeat a word of affirmation to myself as she went around the room striking a small gong. I can still smell the trail of incense.