Resting on my sofa I´m dreaming of be in shape again., I want to ride my bike fast and push my body to the limit. Do what I`ve been training for months to do: Race!

I was suppose to be somewhere else now than my sofa, Worldcup racing in Germany is far away at the moment.

In and out of the doctors office have been my ruitne once a week since I came back from the Worldcup in Houffalize. Racing with a sick body was not a good idea in Dalby and Houffalize so I`ve to pay for it now..I never recoverd so training and racing just made me worse! Now I`ve been sick for a month with virus infection and have to bulid up my strenght again.

I feel like a hypochondriac running to the doctor all the time, I hardly never visit the doctor and I`m more or less always healthy.

So I guess it was my time now and when I think about It It`s actally a part of the game beeing an athlete. Pushing the body to the limit and racing means something might go wrong in the system sometime.

I`m postive and looking on the bright side, biking again just makes me smile and feel better. The sun is shining in Norway and I do recover even though It feels slow.

BigSmile

LB