On my side of the world the voyage clock has just reached the almost surreal 100 day mark. Wow. I mean, seriously wow! What were you doing 100 days ago? What have you done since? How my times have you gone shopping, walked in the park or enjoyed a bike ride through town with not a worry in the world? How many miles have you driven or flown? ^
Isn’t it just great to put your feet up with the weekend paper to just sit back and switch off for a while?
Cup of tea anyone? No, I’ll have a cool fresh orange juice from the fridge instead please. Thank you very much. hmmm… delicious.
I think I’ll go to bed now. Had a tough, long day. I’ll just catch a quick hot shower first though. You feel the endless supply of water caress your clean hair and skin as you unwind with your eyes closed, enjoying the easy therapy. You lean with one hand against the wall and exhale. The tapping sound of water falling off your tired shoulders adds to the moment and you simply go with it, relaxing every muscle of your body, longing for the warm, soft bed that awaits only a few meters away. You dry off with a new towel that brings with it a flowery smell that makes you smile. You feel as good as new. Well, almost. A few hours sleep will fix that and you know it too. As the bed embraces your shell, your soul becomes lighter and you let yourself fall into a deep, restoring sleep. Everything around you is still. Silence is a luxury you take for granted. Your day has come to an end now and you take only a few seconds to look within, perhaps in prayer, before you are absorbed into the magic world of dreams and free emotions. Hours of sleep await.
Safe. Dry. Comfortable.
This is you. Your life. Probably every day. Including the past 100 days, whilst Sarah Outen was at sea. Rowing. Rowing. Rowing…
Sarah, my little english rowing girl, I am so incredibly proud of you, as are all your friends, family and global fans. You are reaching many with your beautiful life journey and marine adventure. You are a sea animal now, a real beast of the oceans just like I said you would be. I know you are not really counting the days any more. You haven’t been for weeks and weeks. Time doesn’t really matter where you are. It’s all about progress, effort, survival, harmony. One stroke at a time. What a lesson. One that we will never forget.
You’ve had it tough girl. The weather was not kind to you for more days that you deserve. But this is the home run now. You are in the final weather sector of your voyage and this high pressure system is set to look after you until your proud bow pushes into the soft white sands of the paradise island. Thanks for your fantastic effort, especially in the last month. You have been consistent with your discipline and you have made such good progress, even with far from ideal weather. The last few days have been particularly hard. I don’t know how you managed to keep that boat moving so close to west with the wind not quite right. But you did it and you are now in the right place to eat up some good miles.
I believe the next challenge will soon be in your heart, as you begin to realize that this amazing blue world will be left behind and you will have to find a new strength to face the real world again and so many new and overwhelming emotions. We are all here for you Sarah. Ready to welcome you home with a big loving hug.
See you soon, ok?