“Oh, Eeyore, you are wet!” said Piglet, feeling him.
Eeyore shook himself, and asked somebody to explain to Piglet what happened when you had been inside a river for quite a long time.  – A.A. Milne 

Three years ago I dipped my toe in to a churning river that had been rushing past me while I sat on its banks for years. Tempted by the adventures and challenges within, I made a modest boat and pushed it in, with a naïve hope that plain hard work and longing could see me through the rapids ahead.