Started swimming when I was four years old. Right. I come from a family of athletes, so my dad was an NFL player. My mom, she played d one softball. My oldest sister, she played softball, went to Ole Miss. My brother, he's in college playing football now. All my uncles won Super Bowls and all this stuff so come from a family of athletes. Started swimming when I was four. Graduated when I was 22. So, you know, 18 years of my life, I really dedicated to my sport. Impossible to put in the words, you know, this, the time and the hours and the dedication and the sacrifices that it takes to compete and ultimately be successful at the highest level. But of course I was willing to do this. I knew I had to. Right? You don't get to go to prom. You don't get to have sleepovers with your friends on Friday night, because guess what? Practice at 06:00 a.m. on Saturday. All of that to really say it's a lifelong journey. College rolls around. Truth be told, I really could have gone anywhere that I wanted to swim. I'm absolutely biased. And the SEC is the best conference, so I knew that was for me. But went to University of Kentucky. Could not have been a better place for me freshman year. Right? There was a lot of adjusting. It was a lot of time and hours. I thought I worked hard before. I was wrong. We were in the water 6 hours every single day. With three of those hours being before 08:00 a.m. right. So you practice from 05:00 a.m. to 08:00 a.m. go to class, come back, practice again from 130 to 430, ate your dinner, iced your shoulders, went to bed, did it all again the next day. We swam about 15,000 yards every single day, which is equivalent to like ten ish miles. So lots of adjusting. Sophomore year still improving, though, still getting better. Sophomore year rolls around. I really started having this breakout season, started doing some pretty great things. Really had finally developed a sense of consistency, I think. And about three days before we were supposed to leave for our national championships, which, of course, you know, the NCAA, think about basketball, the NCAA tournament equivalent in swimming, we are ready to go the meet. You work all year, really all your life. For about three days before we were supposed to leave in March of 2020, our coaches pull us out of the water, sit us down, say, look, you know, if you live in the dorm rooms, pack your stuff up, you have to leave campus tonight. Of course, Covid had hit. I didn't really know what this meant at the time. There's still a lot of uncertainty around this. So I thought this meant we got a weekend off, we got to go home, we'd quickly return. But of course, that was not a correct assumption, because upon going back home, home is Tennessee for me, right? There were no pools open, there were no gyms open, nothing like that. And so every day I swam miles aimlessly in the lake. I put on a wetsuit and I'd jump in the boat dock, and I'd swim down by Johnny cash's house, and I came back and I did the same route every single day, because, again, I knew that I had to if I wanted to continue this breakout season. I was having my junior year or my sophomore year, into my junior year, right, in the amount of snakes that I swim by and, like, dead catfish that are floating on top of the water, that, like, hit you in your face while you're swimming, is not pleasant. But eventually, we were able to come back junior year, we had to deal with all the COVID theatrics, which I'll be the first person to say that being a college athlete, really being a college student, I would argue being a human during the time of COVID was miserable, to say the least. But especially being an athlete, right, in terms of the mask mandates and the social distancing and the contact tracing and the mandatory vaccines, which. Have you ever seen a swimmer in the pool wearing a mask?