For a 20 year old who's lazy do stand up and do things that need attention is too good to be true. After I got injured on my 20th birthday (which was last year) I couldn't do any real training that can effect my recovery from a serious ankle injury. For a very long period, I had to get enough rest in and stay off the bike which was quite hard for someone who's used to getting up every morning and take the bike out of the garage and hit the road for about 2 hours. With Robertson known for a town thats small but have a big heart is likely to attract many international tourist to the famous R62 wine route but pretty much this town is dead. The only thing that keeps me super happy is my cycling which explains once again why Robertson is to bored and no wonder nobody knows Robertson besides the fact that the Wacky Wine Weekend is on everyone list of events, to mention that students even takes time off from university to come and join the festivities. So after my small accident at the Pick-n-Pay Cape Argus MTB Challenge, I had to give up my chance of traveling in the bus of the Cape Town Market Cycling Team at the Giro Del Capo which is now known as the Tour de Boland. After came back home, the next morning I saw myself sitting in the office of Dr.Naude with a bandage wrapped around my sore ankle. Clearly I didn't know what to expect besides hoping for the best and prepare for the worst.
The only thing that went through my mind that time was "What if he gives me an injection??" I'm scared when I see a needly just touching my skin, thats the time when I want to run out of the door. The next thing I hear is I have to go in for x-rays which I clearly found unacceptable but its the only way to find out whats wrong. The next morning I had to go in to the hospital just before 7 to get my files done and yes you can guess where that is.. the provincial hospital. The was a table at the waiting room where the files are and the person who's file is there first goes in first but then we saw that one of the workers who's file wasn't there got in first was unacceptable to all of the patient's including me. For 2 and half hours of sitting there was enough for me to walk out and shout. I found myself sleeping on the seat just to feel better. I got in and done the x-rays which was uncomfortable as you have to put your foot in a certain position on a plate. Luckily I didn't have any broken bones whatsoever which I was happy about and two sessions of physio and train at light intervals of 20min made me the happiest person. After weeks gone by I still had problems with it which forced me to stay off the bike. After long time I'm finally back on the bike training.
The most inspirational moment was when I was racing in Robertson with a sore ankle and finished 4th place in Robertson which motivated me to carry on training. Today I'm back on the bike training for the mountain bike season. With February that just passed, its the vineyard harvest which makes it difficult to train as there's trucks and tractors everywhere and sadly enough Robertson have narrow roads and no yellow lines in town itself.
So the only way to train is over weekend, so one Sunday I decided to take a spin on my mountain bike. The weather was great and I was ready to hit the road then a few meters from our house I got a puncture in front of the hospital so you can say I rode on my rim all the way back. There was no other choice but to turn around in the main entrance of the hospital and all I see is people staring at me from the building and outside. I thought hell did they never saw a cyclist before?? That was too strange for words to describe the looks on their faces.
I got back home and still till today my bike needs a new tube and urgently need a wash with all the mud on the frame and wheels.
My next blog is all about my interesting weekend in Cape Town.
This is it for now.
Till next time!
Cheers
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