In today’s fast-paced world, it often feels like we’re living life in the fast lane, perpetually racing from one task to the next. The relentless pace can be exhilarating, but it also leaves us yearning for moments of stillness and peace. Yet, paradoxically, many of us have adapted to this frenetic lifestyle by numbing the sensations that come with it. We crave noise and surround ourselves with drama, perhaps as a way to avoid confronting the deeper, quieter parts of ourselves.

As I prepare to row across an ocean, I find myself reflecting on the profound difference between loneliness and solitude. While both involve being alone, their impacts are worlds apart. This journey is about more than just physical endurance—it’s a chance to understand and embrace the peace of solitude, something I hope to share with you all.

On International Women’s Day, I am reminded of the extraordinary journeys women have embarked on throughout history, pushing boundaries and challenging norms. My upcoming solo row across the Atlantic is a tribute to this indomitable spirit. It’s a testament to breaking free from traditional gender roles and showcasing the strength and resilience that women possess.

As a rower, contemplating the prospect of rowing across the vast and unforgiving Atlantic Ocean is stirring a whirlwind of emotions and thoughts. It’s a dream that simultaneously ignites excitement and trepidation, weaving through the fabric of one’s consciousness with both anticipation and a touch of apprehension.