Before I met Mary she used to go for holidays in Scotlands Highlands & Islands by herself with her bike & one man tent. Often camped in the wilderness and enjoyed the solitude and scenery.
One of those trips she had a rare ferry to catch but had a very strong headwind & was on her 'time of the month' but she gritted her teeth & mustered as much energy as she could to battle through & get to the port just in time to for the ferry's departure.