Unfortunately , again , madness took hold , and , turning to my wife , I proudly chuffed , " I ' m going to run the rest of the way down . Meet you at the car ! " And off I dashed . As I came round the first bend , I realised , to my horror , the end was not in sight as I had first thought ; no parking lot or huts anywhere , just more trail leading off into what seemed like the horizon .

Question: Why did he want to meet his wife at the car ?
Answer: His feet were tired and he wanted to sit down .He wanted to pull the car up to the door for her .They had an argument , and he need time to cool off .She was moving at a slower pace than he wanted to go .