We then had a break, on the lawn of the RGS, playing Siamese croquet (having not played much standard croquet I am afraid that I am unaware as to how the Siamese aspect plays a part!) just outside the Map Room. It was a great venue to chat to fellow Adventurists, knowing that it was here that some of the world’s great achievements had been planned, with portraits of Hillary and Livingstone looking down, and a huge model of the Everest massif in the corner.
Many times in life. We all fail at things. No one is perfect. Success to me is “Did you do your best?” If the answer is yes, then you were successful. Had I not been able to Run all the way to Atlanta, had I not been able to complete my feat of feet, then, to me, I still would have been successful because I still did my best … and what more could anyone have asked of me.