Sarah Gigante on her recovery from three broken bones

Hey everyone! A mint has happened since my Tour of Flanders blog, so we figured it was time for a little update on my brand-new life-time in Europe.

You might echo from the blog that I was really disappointed about Flanders, but that feeling didn’t last-place too long before it was replaced by excitement for the coming Ardennes. With Fleche Wallone and Liege-Bastogne-Liege being so hilly, that week of Ardennes hastening was meant to be even better than the epic cobbled classics that preceded them … but regrettably, that week intent up with me choosing for a repetition of Flanders 10 epoches over instead!

Someone crashed in front of me at Fleche, had contributed to my stunning flip over the handlebars and a break fibula, collarbone, and elbow. Ouch! The only positive I identified at the time was that I had something silly to boast about … it’s actually a little of a number of problems in cycling and probably shouldn’t be encouraged, but I will admit to being somewhat proud of my stupidity at getting back on the motorcycle and successfully shooting back to the peloton with my smashed arm and leg.

I did pull out a few kilometres after contacting the knot though, once I’d resigned myself given the fact that I was a complete safety hazard to myself and my adversaries, and that no, I was not about to pull out a great result or be able to help my teammates when I could hardly steer, let alone get out of the saddle.

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The week straight-shooting after my crash was pretty rough mentally as well as physically. I missed out on the two spring scoots I was most evoked for, waved goodbye to my final chances of performing in the Olympic selection window, lost my independence because I couldn’t amble without props but too couldn’t use crutches, and my laptop( with all my not-backed-up uni work !) totally poor while I was at the hospital, as did my centre when I realised I’d have to go way longer off the bicycle than what we initially thought.

My home and family in Australia abruptly felt really far away, especially with all of the COVID-1 9 limiteds and hotel quarantine involved. Going home to come back last-minute wasn’t an option because of this, so after a bit of feeling sorry for myself, I decided I’d have to take it on the chin and procreate what I could of my new place. It might not have been the situation I wanted to be in, but it was the one I was in!

After I uttered it through that very early period though, thanks to some marvelous reinforce, everything started to improve quite quickly. I reached in beautiful Girona, and although I was still preferably immobile and pretty much glued to the couch all day, it was lovely to see sunshine and mountains out the window, rather than the flat grey countrysides I’d cultivate used to( sorry Belgium, but it’s true-life !)

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After another week or so, I then met it onto Zwift. I was so unbelievably joyful on the first day of pedalling at 90 watts for 30 minutes, even if the time spent trying to wrangle on my kit was longer than the travel itself!

I don’t know if it was my practice from Melbourne’s lockdown last year or my gratitude at being able to ride at all, when you have that magnetism couch epoch post-crash( something I’ve never had to do before !), but I hadn’t even begun to tire of the one to two ergoes per date when I had a phone call that eliminated any possible future chance of that happening.

It was the announcement I’d been dreaming of, but one I hadn’t recollected would be possible, especially considering my slam. I had the amazing bulletin that I’d be going to the Olympics, something I’d always “ve been dreaming about” doing since I was a kid scooting at the Brunswick Junior Clinic! I couldn’t believe it, and even now, simply one month from deviation, it still feels like a dream.

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If you told me five, three, two or even one year ago that I’d be going to the Tokyo Olympics, I would have looked at you like you were completely crazy. It did take a pandemic and super rare postponement of the Games for me to get picked, but I’ll take it for sure. Hey, if you told me six months ago I’d be going to Tokyo, I still wouldn’t have dared to believe you!

The final week of Zwifting flew by, with’ OLYMPICS !!!!! ’ being the newest entryway in my countdown app and the biggest motivator in my brain. Surprisingly, it was actually my first travel on the road that was the most mentally challenging era yet.

People are always telling me to just enjoy the excursion and trust the process, and I actually want to do those things, but I too seem to have a preferably idealistic and unhelpful desire to be at my very best all the time! The crash left me with some leg imbalances that only really surfaced once I started outside, and my attempts that day were some of the worst endeavours I’d ever done in my life and actually drilled home that my roadside gymnastics had not done a lot to see me faster.

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Unfortunately fitness doesn’t just come back in a flash though, so I’ve had to learn to be patient with myself and to, yes, trust and enjoy the process like I was always told to! I am now on the way up again, but I’ve since had to deal with a lot of seminars like that first atrocious one outside.

My power might be improving slowly, which is surely helping, but my mindset has changed a lot extremely, and that’s unquestionably made an even bigger impact. I am still not perfect when it comes to this and do love analysing my wattage a bit too much, but I’m likewise noticing that my satisfaction after each session is relying more and more on how well I tried to execute it, and less and little on the actual outcome power-wise.

I’m not getting supremacy PBs just yet( although I am getting quite a lot of heart rate PBs in this heatwave !), but I’m sure pay it everything I have to get back to where I was and hopefully be even better, and too originating sure to enjoy the brand-new and beautiful Spanish arteries in the meantime!

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