I had never been so challenged in an airplane that I doubted the outcome.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
Never have doubted it, even when the plane crash happened. I wasn't mad at God. I just knew that there was a reason that I didn't know about why it happened.
Obviously I was challenged by becoming a Naval aviator, by landing aboard aircraft carriers and so on.
I used to hate flying. I would sit there, rigid, convinced that if I relaxed, the plane would drop out of the sky.
The airplane has had a big impact on my life.
I am cursed with the inability to sleep on planes - ever.
I've had a chance to fly a lot of different airplanes, but it was nothing like the shuttle ride.
I hate flying. Know why? Because no one really understands how planes actually work.
The people who went on that airplane were unexceptional.
It's a pity I flew only once. A space flight is like a drug - once you experience it, you can't think of anything else.
I always doubted myself. I doubted the way I looked, my body, my voice - everything.