the last Polar Bears
Polar Bears celebrated its last swim of the year this morning. For the final Polar Bears we hang out for a while, eat breakfast, and take a group picture (a very painful one as we all have to stand knee deep in the water for a prolonged period of time).
This Polar Bears season has been relatively short, yet characterized by many cool, rainy mornings. In total we went to seven different swim holes anywhere from three to eleven miles away. Bog Brook and the Letter S are notoriously two of the worst swims, infamous for exceptionally cold water.
Jess Ladd, Meghan Costello, Samantha Southam, and I are now officially four-year Polar Bears. Since freshman year, we’ve been swapping sleep and comfort for freezing cold day-break swims, and we haven’t missed one in all four years.
There are few logical arguments for being in Polar Bears, but there is a certain sense of pride that I think all Polar Bear members feel by being in the group. It takes determination to get in the water at all, let alone the second time when Mr. Seikman (the man in charge of Polar Bears) calls for a double-dip. Somehow, it makes me feel like I can do anything.
Thanks to Mr. Seikman for a great season