I've been tracking the progress of Ellen MacArthur of late, in her bid to become the second person ever, and the fastest person, to sail round the globe single-handedly without stopping. It sounds tough, I have to say - I just came back from Food Emporium with six bags of shopping and had to have a sit down before putting it away.
Every time you read an update, it's filled with trauma, problems, big waves, no sleep etc. It would be refreshing if there was an update like this to read on one occasion.
"Waves are really calm today, although still making great progress. Some dolphins tracked the boat this morning, which was nice. Last night, I cracked open a couple of beers, then decided to call it a night. Had a good ten hours' sleep, which was a bonus. Think I'll take it easy today and maybe do a spot of sunbathing."
She's due to break the record some time late tomorrow, and if she hasn't done it by 7.04am on Wednesday morning (GMT), then she's not going to. Hats off to her, though - I couldn't do that.
This morning, I found myself watching some pre-match analysis of the Superbowl. However, instead of analysing the players, teams etc., there was a long section all about how the reporting team had got together, and how they gelled (sp.) as a unit. I think the main reason for such irrelevant coverage was the fact that there were still eight hours to kill before kick-off, which I think is at 6.30pm tonight.
