I’m 99 days post surgery. And for anyone asking, no I’m not better, I’m not racing till April, and ish for being allowed to ride my bike. It’s hard because I look fine. My scars are even disappearing. But internally I have no idea if the magic tendon ferries are busy healing, or if they… Continue reading 99 Days, not that I’m counting.
Tag: injured cyclist
Going nowhere fast.
I’ve been banished to the trainer. My world has ended. Week 9 of forever! Being an athlete for most of my life, I’m used to injury cycles. It happens. Post injury, it’s all about the management. And I’ll be the first to admit I’m not the easiest patient. I see the word no as a… Continue reading Going nowhere fast.
War wounds.
As a cyclist it’s not a matter of if you will fall it’s a matter of when. For most racing cyclists there are two types. Ones who have done their collar bone… Fingers crossed my time done in the sling will go towards any future time. Could I trade my shoulder reconstruction for any possible… Continue reading War wounds.
Today. It begins
But first I’m making pumpkin pie. Right. Sorry about the silence. Iv actually written a few posts, but haven’t completed them. I’m getting back into things. After the crash just before ITS Melbourne, I went overseas, raced the Red Hook Crit in London, and crashed again. It hurt. Enough that I took myself off the bike… Continue reading Today. It begins
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