Channel dreams (and realities)

At about nine o’clock on a chilly Friday evening in early May, I found myself on the deck of a boat, stripping down to my swimsuit, clipping lights to my goggles, and preparing to plunge into the frigid black water. I also found myself seriously questioning some of my life choices. The choice that had landed me in this particular situation was my decision back in October to say “yes” when asked if…