Tales of a Wounded, Sick and Tortured Animal
Every stage race is an incredible adventure and it is an impossible task to anticipate what story would be painted across this beautiful Spanish canvas. Ahead lay 450 km of racing and nearly 12,000 metres of climbing. But the simple fact that I was racing in such a prestigious event was a minor miracle in itself.
In May 2015, I had a botched hernia operation that resulted in several litres of lymphatic fluid leaking into my abdomen and the possibility that I would never ride again. Hooked up to a drain for three weeks, fortunately my body began to repair the damaged lymphatic vessels. It was another six weeks before I was able to do any physical activity and four months before I could race again.
I raced through Crocodile infested jungle and dusty, baking hot outback for this!