If you’ve ever been to the SEMA Show, you know it’s a marathon, not a sprint. Between walking back and forth between halls, the daily commute to the shuttle, and, of course, the night life, it can be a busy week.
By the time Saturday morning rolled around, my body was running on fumes. I had spent the week racking up 22,000 steps a day on average, soaking in every corner of the show. Late nights, early mornings, and the constant buzz of the event left me exhausted—but in the best way possible. So, when my alarm went off at 4:15 a.m., it wasn’t exactly welcome, but I knew the day ahead would be worth every groggy moment.
I rolled out of bed, grabbed my gear, and waited in the…