Kidding yourself that you are fine is exhausting. Instead of flying back to the States I made the decision to come home and get to the bottom of it. Trying to soldier on through is not going to get me anywhere in this sport other than deeper into this hole I have dug, my health has to come first. Filling up the pack is never what I had in mind. There isn't a quick fix, I have very little patience so me and my type A are just going to have to suck it up. I've been experimenting with some alternative medicine. In the last 10 days I've given reiki, reflexology, acupuncture and homeopathy a go, you can never be too cynical until you've tried it. I am sporting a lovely bindi from an acupuncture bruise!
I should have a clearer prognosis next week, for now its about keeping things in perspective and keeping my head screwed on. If I get the urge to accomplish something in the next couple of weeks I might even finish up my Gold Duke of Edinburgh award (not even kidding).
|This is about right! Piked from Courteney Lowe who has overcome so many hurdles|
|Same number pinning ritual for every race|
|Team sign on, all smiles before all hell breaks lose|
|Maxxis tyres are the best- none of us flatted once and we rode in some cruddy conditions!|
|Dodging the cobbled berg carnage in belgie (far left)|
(Credit to Anton Vos for the pictures)