Hearing the words "You'll need to cancel your schedule for the next four to six months" was quite sobering. Little did I know that I was actually facing nine months of treatments for lymphoma. Since graduating from college 30 years ago, I'd been on a nonstop whirlwind ride of racing, television commentary, and, during the last 10 years, cruising. I never considered stopping. But I was feeling bad. I had difficulty walking. Once started, the early chemo treatments had a brutal impact. The days of lying on my couch stretched into weeks and months. It was frustrating not to be able to focus my eyes to read or to watch television. Visualization of sailing became my companion.