It's 9 AM on January 1st, 2024. Everyone's sleeping off their hangovers. And I'm standing at Castle Island in Boston, about to jump into the Atlantic Ocean. In January. My kids are watching. "Is my dad crazy!?" After the 38-degree plunge, we go home to Osechi - traditional Japanese New Year's feast spread across lacquered boxes. Cold water for discipline. Osechi for intention. This is how I start the year.
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