"It was the best of times, it was the worst of times" (Dickens) was brought to my attention early this morning by one of my teammate.
I have been avoiding the blog as I was living in the worst of times or so I thought. I went off the Road to Victory, not only by being injured, but mostly by being grumpy, stubborn and unwilling to learn from a challenging situation.
The Road to Victory can't be solo journey, even though I believed it kind of would be. Without the amazing support of my husband, training buddies-friends, physios, coach and staff at the tri shop, I could not be back on the road. By now I would have probably crossed the North Pole trying to go south should they have not been so supporting.
I am glad to say that I am back on the road, healthier and saner (not sure about the latter).
Updates on the blog to more frequent as of today, even if I have to walk on the wild side for a short while!
