In fair weather, low temperature, it’s easy.
This looks like a nice still day.
The hardest thing for me to learn was to have the balls to cut the throttle enough that you effectively stall right above the runway. Everything in my body fought that.
That was 5000+ hours ago.
But I think the greater hurdle is keeping calm under that kind of duress. (Rudyard Kipling's "If" comes to mind.) I would think that having everyone moved away from you and you being given priority handling by ATC would greatly simplify matters.