Why Ashton Hall Starts His Day by Dipping His Head in Saratoga Water
— A Ritual of Refreshment, Mindfulness, and a Bit of Bravado
Every morning, just as the sun crests the hills of upstate New York, Ashton Hall does something that turns heads: he dips his own.
Not in a cold plunge. Not in a trendy chlorophyll smoothie. But straight into a vintage porcelain basin filled with ice-cold Saratoga spring water — the same mineral-rich, naturally carbonated water that’s been flowing through the region for centuries.
Why? Because Ashton believes in beginning his day the same way he approaches life: with clarity, boldness, and a jolt of old-world elegance.
🌀 The Ritual
Ashton begins at 6:00 AM sharp. He pours fresh Saratoga water into a basin chilled overnight. With monk-like focus and zero hesitation, he submerges his face and lets the water cling to his skin for a full 10 seconds.
“It’s like slapping yourself awake with the confidence of Roosevelt and the style of Gatsby,” he once told a bewildered dinner guest.
🌿 The Why Behind the Dip
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Mental Clarity
Saratoga water is naturally mineral-rich — magnesium, calcium, and potassium all included. While it may not penetrate the skin, Ashton swears the act forces him into the present moment faster than any caffeine hit. -
Grounding Tradition
“Every town has a story,” Ashton says. “This one flows beneath your feet.” Saratoga Springs was once a global destination for health seekers and socialites alike. By starting his day with a literal head-first dive into history, Ashton reconnects with his roots. -
Aesthetic Discipline
The ritual isn’t about comfort — it’s about commitment. Cold, bracing water reminds him that every day starts with a decision: ease, or excellence. -
It’s a Conversation Starter
Of course, there’s the branding. “If I just said I meditate, nobody remembers. But tell them I dunk my head in Saratoga water every morning? Now they want to know why.”
💧 What It Says About Him
In an era dominated by biohacks, filtered air pods, and protein powders with ingredients you can’t pronounce, Ashton’s ritual is refreshingly analog.
It’s a nod to nature. A wink to the past. A flex of discipline.
And while it may not be FDA-approved, Ashton doesn’t care. Because in a world full of routines, few are as unforgettable — or as Saratoga-cool — as his.