For the past few weeks, my head has been close to eruption from a) hitting concrete at 45kph and b) making life decisions from the consequences this little bounce presented. As many of you probably know, in the New Year 2015 I was hit from behind by a van whilst out training, broke my arm and suffered severe concussion. I still don't remember the event, the days surrounding it remain blurred too (not from an alcohol induced New Year I hasten to add).
To cut whats felt what the longest month of my life short, due to the re-prescribed length of the rehabilitation process for my arm (and the reassessment of nerve damage in my hand due to the swelling near the break), I have decided that I won't be racing on the elite ITU circuit in 2015. This decision is absolutely devastating for me, as it means achieving my primary goal of making the team for the Elite U23 European and World Championships in my last year as an U23, is no longer possible.
The support and messages I received after the crash were overwhelming - thank you, I'm just sorry that I can't make it back fast enough to race again this year. I will now be placing heavy focus on my running, aiming to run at a good level, while hoping to make my comeback to elite triathlon in 2016.
For anyone whose experienced being ill or injured and forced, if not manhandled to sit down and stay at home - you'll know what I mean when I apologies to my family and better half Gregg, for pushing on being unbearable at some points this past month. I pushed hard(er than sensible), to regain some sporting normality to my life (treadmill in a sling after 8 days and doggy paddle after 13) - but my body quickly shot me back down.
The final life announcement for those still reading, is that the crash has allowed me the time to become a qualified Personal Trainer with 'Premier Global', an internationally renowned company and qualification. I have almost finished a six week full time course, and I will be taking clients on from March 2015.
One thing I am learning pretty fast is you can't plan in life. Especially where elite level sport is concerned. My 'planned' income for 2015 has been annihilated before I even got started. I've always stood firm by "everything happens for a reason", and although this time I've been left pondering for a little longer what precisely that reason is, i do know I'm feeling very lucky to be alive, and luckier still to have the opportunities and people around to put me quickly back into a good place.
I must also say a huge thank you to Richardson Swift, an accountancy firm in Bath and my sponsor for 2015. Ultimately, this contract has ended but thank you for being so supportive, and having offered the platform in the first place which would have allowed me to train and race at an elite international level for 2015.
I'll be back.