On August 9th 2015 I had not been able to ride in two weeks due to straining my left Achilles. This just capped off a winter from hell. I had two & a half months left to ride before I would have to stop due to the birth of my baby son. Things were not looking good. My first ride back I tried a far-fetched 100 km loop around Gippsland. I threw up 9 km in.
I took this selfie shortly after throwing up. It was a turning point. I had two choices. To pull the plug & head home or continue on the path towards 100 km.
In the following 69 days I rode over 3,000 km, climbed over 50,000 vertical and Everested for the 7th time.
I still don’t know how I was able to turn things around so well. I kept throwing myself challenges such as the 5 Dams ride. Riding to Mount Donna Buang from home & my third 300 km Spartan ride. I treated every ride like it was my last. In between all of my epics I did several events along the way. These included the Sam Mirinda Gran Fondo, Ol’ Dirty, Dirty Dozen & Amy’s Gran Fondo. Looking back I would say that the events were a good chance for me to recover in between epics. They also helped to periodically able to build up my base to fit in harder & harder rides.
None of this would have been possible without the support of all my friends. It’s difficult to express how grateful I am to my mates. When I’d throw out that I was doing an epic at some ridiculous time of the morning and have riders put their hands up to give up sleep to come and ride these crazy rides with me was special.
On the 9th of August I was desperately trying to dig myself out of a hole.
I had shown incredible patience as well as frustration. I had an idea of what I wanted to do. But knew it would be one of the most far fetched plans I’ve ever done. I work 6 days a week. With all of the extra expectations that I needed to do in order to support my wife. And all the work that I do for this blog & all of the writing I’ve been doing for La Velocita the past two and a half months have been a complete blur, yet a dream.
One of my friends once gave me a great piece of advice. “If you regret your past, then you regret the person you are now”. What I took from this was that life is about choices. If you make the right choice then you don’t have regrets. If there’s something that you want to do, then don’t think about it, go out & do it.
I love doing epic rides, but alas my time has come and gone. My future will involve my son for many, many years and I don’t regret a thing. What I hope you can take from this is that anything’s possible.