First creek dip of the year.

Rode out, found the water, got in.

The water was cold mountain runoff.

Definitely below 50 degrees. But there was no ice bath protocol.

No timer. No breathwork sequence.

Just got in because I knew it would make me feel alive.

Endurance athletes are drowning in optimization.

Zone 2 blocks. HRV tracking. Recovery scores. Sleep protocols.

Not enough people talk about riding your bike until you find a creek and just jumping in.

That’s the protocol I’m prescribing.

Come home dirty. Feel something. Remember why you started.

Go find your creek.