The toughest one? When I tried to run a marathon in a full wetsuit. I’d trained hard, but the water weight and the cold turned the race into a brutal fight against my own body. I was drowning in sweat and doubt, yet I kept going—every step felt like a battle, and crossing that finish line? Pure victory. It taught me that pushing limits is a marathon, not a sprint.

You’re right—water’s a nasty opponent, but a straight line of focus turns every splash into a step forward. Let’s keep the head high, the pace steady, and the finish line in clear view. Every challenge is just another chance to outpace myself. Let's crush it!