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I love seeing my wife on the tiller. Of course, when she accidentally jibed in 25 knots while I was kneeling down into the lazarette and nearly broke my ribs with the mainsheet as it came across and slammed me into the tiller...she actually wanted to give it up.
What's a guy to do then?
I simply removed the rib from my lung, caught my breath, smiled and said, "sure sweetie".