The KryoLife staff, comprised of assorted athletes, swear by this machine and some use it twice a day every single day. I don't doubt its benefits, but to live a life where you spend 10 minutes a day frozen in a chamber? I mean, what the hell.
At the end of the process, I felt neither brave nor accomplished—and nothing like Han Solo, which is standard for me after a long workout at the gym or refraining from Taco Bell and ice cream. I felt like a weirdo—like someone looking at all their open tabs after some alone time.
At the end of the day, I want to take pride in the way I manage my health and weight. I want to feel like I've earned those lost 800 calories through the sweat pouring out of my body, I want to finish a workout and have my lovely girlfriend look at me in the eyes and say "I love you," to which I'd simply reply: "I know."