I was thinking about that, but I have more experience with the cold, like when I once broke the ice in a lake to toivel (yeah, I used to be fanatic about my avodah, and you-know-what happened along the way).
Also there's a great lesson told by the Baal Shem Tov when he saw ice being carved into a cross - the result of losing passion and warmth for the important things in life can be an indifference to Hashem and everything we hold dear.