This Sunday will mark two weeks since I went down during the bike leg at Mass State. I've healed relatively well in the days since the crash, but the entire recovery process has been miserable. Fortunately, most of the skin I left on the roads of Winchendon, MA has regrown and am at least able to sit, sleep, and walk normally. Today I ended up at the doctor's office and found out that I'd develop an infection around the wounds on my upper right thigh, but otherwise the progress has been steady.
The worst part of the entire ordeal, by far, has been the inability to continue with the training I'd been putting in pre-crash. I was in such good shape and headed toward such a fast series of races in August and September that it's been hard to handle the mental aspect of the recovery. Each day I've been able to train I am encouraged that I will pull off a comeback of sorts and race as if nothing ever happened. And on the days that training hasn't been possible, I just fall back on all the work I put in in the months before the crash and hope the base will allow me to get back on track quickly. Today was one of the positive days where I took a step in the right direction. I managed to get myself into the pool (prior to heading to the doctor's...oops...) and swam relatively well given that I'd been out of the water for two weeks. All things considered, I'm cautiously optimistic about the rest of the year.
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