By Tory Thomas It's been another beautiful sunny day in hometown Mount Beauty, a perfect training...
There wasn't too much talking at the top of some of the super steep climbs. (Image credit: Tim Retchford)
By Tory Thomas
It's been another beautiful sunny day in hometown Mount Beauty, a perfect training day... but I'm living under coach's orders for rest, recovery, and more rest. It's difficult being sick any time of year, but it's especially challenging when there are brilliant blue skies and warm golden sunshine, complete with an idyllic light breeze... heaven!
Until my cold happened, training has been going really well. Since Christmas, I've had a dream run in terms of training and health; for the first time in over two years, I've been able to recover and sleep. Suddenly I've been able to train.
I've been pretty sick for the last two years – nothing too dramatic, just an incessant and chronic tiredness and apathy, an exhaustion that seeped in to my life on and off the bike. During this time, I couldn't sleep and I couldn't recover, and not surprisingly, I simply couldn't train.
