Even racing, I occasionally ask myself, what the heck am I doing here... I'm cold, wet, tired and hungry and I am on watch for at least another couple of hours... for what...

Or while I toured the country on bicycle... so many miles... so hot... so long, and yet another damn mountain to climb...

In the end of course, I have always thought it was worth it.... but indeed, there have been times, moments, when I wondered.

I seem to recall a certain skipper ranting about certain conditions on certain boats and wondering....

It's only human. Indeed, 'round the world is a lofty goal... but one tends to take such journeys a small step at a time.