Post Fever PBs

Making the most of the extra ‘hour in bed’ on Sunday

A pretty apt picture for the moment.

There’s no bike involved; which was all too much of a theme over the last 6 months. Fortunately, eventually, gratefully, whatever adverb I use/you choose, I’m back.

I’M BACK.

I know.

Stooooooked!

Ok, maybe not quite this stoked... Happy Birthday big Sis!

I’m almost afraid to say it; in case I believe it, get carried away and end up back in a box. But* seriously, for an illness with no antibiotical antidote, predictable timeline, or straightforward recovery, I’ve managed it as well as I could have. I’m confident in how things are progressing now, and I’ve got enough measures in place to be aware of any warning signs & act accordingly.

*Educational aside: “There is a widespread belief—one with no historical or grammatical foundation—that it is an error to begin a sentence with a conjunction such as ‘and’, ’but’ or ‘so’. In fact, a substantial percentage of the sentences in first-rate writing begin with conjunctions” Read it; Weep.

I’ve been pretty silent over the last few months. To a large extent it’s nice to let riding/results do the talking; so words were scarce.

Six months of begrudgingly brutal, soul searching savagery. The Glandular Fever has all the ingredients to make an absolute meal of an athlete’s life. I won’t delve into the details for now, but for sure there has been learning done and lessons applied and it’s class to be back to full time #gainz chasing. Every experience changes us, and it’s our choice whether that’s for better or worse.

I’m back, and I’m at it. It took all the way to October to get back to my ‘old self’; to be confident enough in my health & recovery to be able get two weeks of easy training done back to back.

Sitrep; I set an all time 20min power PB this week as the ‘Winter training’ baselines were set. Post fever PBs. Yes m8.

Pre testing 'do I laugh or cry here?' face

I’ve some more details to come about preparations for next season and what’s happening, but I’ll save that til next time.

Bisous,

Monty