70.3 Bahrain - Middle East Championships

Sometimes fate can be a bitch. I was devastated when I realised I was out of the race. 65km into the bike, sitting in 2nd/3rd place and traveling at 55kmh I hit something significant in the middle of our race lane (apparently a pipe piece? had fallen off a truck). With the initial adrenalin I was desperate to make up my loses, but quickly discovered my bike was out of action. Eventually the mechanic came before the pick up van, so I figured I may as well log a solid training day and finish the race amongst an awesome atmosphere. Some decent bruising and road rash, and a damaged ego. Not my plan of attack to start the season after my racing drought, but “someday everything will make perfect sense, so for now laugh at the confusion, smile through the tears, and keep reminding yourself that everything happens for a reason.” Lots to come in 2019! 

May Blog - Peg leg and a bottle of rum

May was the name of my childhood cat, short for Mayhem - and kind of describes my mental state for the month dealing with my dud foot. In hindsight, I would’ve done things differently but they say life’s about the journey, not the destination so I’m learning throughout the process. Other than that things are starting to feel quite settled, we’ve discovered the best coffee roasteries and the nice spots for picnics and my not so little brother came to visit.

April Blog - Dismounting in Noosa

April has been an exciting prologue to Aussie living. Its like if you want a chance at the yellow jersey you have to give it everything you’ve got on the first Time Trial. We had a long warm up with a 32hr road trip from Melbourne to Noosa. Hit the first small hill finding our rental accommodation. And are currently lapping up the views in our new home and training destination.