Even on the hottest nights, I feel like I need the weight of a blanket,
or at least a sheet, to sleep. But like eating sweets or turning up the
heat, he sees sheeting and blanketing as acquired habits that can be
changed. He was able to wean himself from blankets gradually, by
learning to sleep with them first folded down partway, and then folded
further, and then, eventually, all the way down to his feet. Cold really
isn’t that miserable, he insists, once you’ve gone through withdrawal
and adapted
to it.
Cronise said that when people tell him they
need a blanket to sleep, he asks them, “Do you walk around in a blanket
all day?” (Given the choice, some of us would.) But Cronise is more
affable and reasonable-sounding than his anti-blanket rhetoric might
suggest. The mild cold exposure he advocates might be as simple as
forgoing a jacket when you’re waffling over whether you need one, not
layering cardigans over flannels despite the insistence of the fall
catalogs, or turning off the space heater under your desk
James Hamblin for
The Atlantic. Read the article in full
here.
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