Josh Waitzkin

are no longer valid in some ways because now you've accomplished the thing you always dreamed of and you have to discover. It's true in any form of competition or art, in my experience, is that there comes a moment where someone's consciousness becomes more complicated and they can't just return to the innocence they had before because you can't do that. You can't put it back in the box. It's out.

So then you have to work through that journey, which is a lot of what I did from like my late teenage years, leaving and studying philosophy and then moving into other fields and started relating to art in a way that was integrating that self-awareness, integrating that sense of mortality. Um, it's like when I, I, I, a very powerful example of this was I, I die, I drowned in a pool. Um,

So then you have to work through that journey, which is a lot of what I did from like my late teenage years, leaving and studying philosophy and then moving into other fields and started relating to art in a way that was integrating that self-awareness, integrating that sense of mortality. Um, it's like when I, I, I, a very powerful example of this was I, I die, I drowned in a pool. Um,

So then you have to work through that journey, which is a lot of what I did from like my late teenage years, leaving and studying philosophy and then moving into other fields and started relating to art in a way that was integrating that self-awareness, integrating that sense of mortality. Um, it's like when I, I, I, a very powerful example of this was I, I die, I drowned in a pool. Um,

I guess like nine, 10 years ago, I was doing hypoxic breath work, Wim Hof training in a pool. Jesus Christ. And never do Wim Hof training, everybody please, in a pool because you're flushing the CO2 from your body, but CO2 is what gives you the urge to breathe. And so without carbon dioxide in your being, you don't feel the urge to breathe.

I guess like nine, 10 years ago, I was doing hypoxic breath work, Wim Hof training in a pool. Jesus Christ. And never do Wim Hof training, everybody please, in a pool because you're flushing the CO2 from your body, but CO2 is what gives you the urge to breathe. And so without carbon dioxide in your being, you don't feel the urge to breathe.

I guess like nine, 10 years ago, I was doing hypoxic breath work, Wim Hof training in a pool. Jesus Christ. And never do Wim Hof training, everybody please, in a pool because you're flushing the CO2 from your body, but CO2 is what gives you the urge to breathe. And so without carbon dioxide in your being, you don't feel the urge to breathe.

And I'd been a lifetime free diver, spearfishing from when I was five, six years old, but I was never doing hypoxic breath work before free diving. So if you're diving 80, 90, 100 feet, You're not flushing the CO2 from your body before you do so. So you still have that sense for when you need to breathe. But I was in a NYU pool.

And I'd been a lifetime free diver, spearfishing from when I was five, six years old, but I was never doing hypoxic breath work before free diving. So if you're diving 80, 90, 100 feet, You're not flushing the CO2 from your body before you do so. So you still have that sense for when you need to breathe. But I was in a NYU pool.

And I'd been a lifetime free diver, spearfishing from when I was five, six years old, but I was never doing hypoxic breath work before free diving. So if you're diving 80, 90, 100 feet, You're not flushing the CO2 from your body before you do so. So you still have that sense for when you need to breathe. But I was in a NYU pool.

I was just swimming 50 meters back and forth underwater and then doing this hypoxic breath work in between. And then my last recollection is being stretched out in bliss that those tingles through your body you get from – have you done Wim Hof training? Yeah, those tingles. I had those fucking tingles. And then I woke up. 30 minutes later, what happened was that I blacked out.

I was just swimming 50 meters back and forth underwater and then doing this hypoxic breath work in between. And then my last recollection is being stretched out in bliss that those tingles through your body you get from – have you done Wim Hof training? Yeah, those tingles. I had those fucking tingles. And then I woke up. 30 minutes later, what happened was that I blacked out.

I was just swimming 50 meters back and forth underwater and then doing this hypoxic breath work in between. And then my last recollection is being stretched out in bliss that those tingles through your body you get from – have you done Wim Hof training? Yeah, those tingles. I had those fucking tingles. And then I woke up. 30 minutes later, what happened was that I blacked out.

I was in the bottom of the pool for over four minutes after blacking out from shallow water blackout.

I was in the bottom of the pool for over four minutes after blacking out from shallow water blackout.

I was in the bottom of the pool for over four minutes after blacking out from shallow water blackout.

It should be 45 seconds to a minute, and you should be brain dead or dead because you're post shallow water blackout. I know the time it was because there was an old man at the pool who saw me in the bottom of the pool and swam one lap. His laps were a little bit over a minute, so I'm a second lap. After his third lap, he said, I'll check on him if he's still down.

It should be 45 seconds to a minute, and you should be brain dead or dead because you're post shallow water blackout. I know the time it was because there was an old man at the pool who saw me in the bottom of the pool and swam one lap. His laps were a little bit over a minute, so I'm a second lap. After his third lap, he said, I'll check on him if he's still down.

It should be 45 seconds to a minute, and you should be brain dead or dead because you're post shallow water blackout. I know the time it was because there was an old man at the pool who saw me in the bottom of the pool and swam one lap. His laps were a little bit over a minute, so I'm a second lap. After his third lap, he said, I'll check on him if he's still down.

He thought I was holding my breath, but I was only holding my breath while swimming. So if I was still, I was fucking out. His fourth lap, after his fourth lap, he pulled me up. I was blue. My whole body was blue. My head was red. My body saved me. My training saved me and almost killed me. Sent all the blood to my brain. My eyes were blown out red, like bloodshot for three weeks that followed.