The water stays a constant 72 degrees all year but, when you first get in, it feels much colder. My husband will dive in. I take my time and step in inch-by-inch. He says that I torture myself by doing it this way. I wonder what this says about us?
I'm a planner and he's more spontaneous. He is a true risk taker while I only pretend to be. The first time we moved across the country, I started crying as we were driving around San Diego. It seemed like a really big city to a small town Florida girl. While he was embracing the adventure I was in total freak-out mode.
I am learning to love adventure and new experiences. I would be the first to move to Alaska or work at a ranch in Montana. Out of the two of us, I was the one who initiated our mini-yacht purchase that we ended up selling a month later.
As I've gotten older and more confident in myself, I am more open to these types of adventures. Still, though. I am not able to jump into a 72 degree natural spring. I just can't do it.
What about you? Would you dive in or walk in slowly?