The ITU long distance World champs in Penticton, Canada was first. Tuesday night, 5 days before race day I was up all night throwing up. Saturday, the night before the race I was also. I knew it wasn't food poisoning or a virus because this was not the first time since the op. I also threw up for no reason after the first op in March as well. Something to do with damaging nerve innovation to the intestines. During the ITU race I felt like a zombie. It was like I was watching from above, just "getting through". The last time I raced the ITU Ld world champs I won. This time I finished a disappointing 9th.
I went back to Boulder for three weeks after 70.3 Worlds. I got in some good sessions but I knew I was way off the fitness level I was last year. I stopped looking through my training diary and started working on my mental preparation. Time had run out and I had to start convincing myself I'd done enough. I was getting fitter & healthier but was I fit enough to beat the best in the world? Two more drug tests in Kona, another 6 tubes of blood (as if I hadn't already lost enough) showed my blood count was getting closer to normal, but still not quiet there yet. Even though it still wasn't back up to normal it gave me promise that I was in much better condition than my previous races. Double the distance though, I had no idea what to expect. For the first time in my career I didn't know what I was capable of. Could I pull off the impossible? My surgeon said it'd be unlikely I'd be able to race an Ironman this year. I thought to myself, I'm different.
A massive thank you to all my friends, family, fans, followers and sponsors that have been behind me all year. Thank you for all the lovely messages. Can't wait to show what I can do with two fully functioning legs and normal blood levels in my systems!