Sometimes we are forced to stop
Today I was supposed to walk with the rest of the South African team and celebrate the start of the 22nd Commonwealth Games hosted by Birmingham, U.K.
Alas, I am not. Instead, I am home trying to find the words to express how this all feels.
As some of you might have seen already, I was not cleared to fly out on Monday due to covid. To be honest it has been a strange couple of months.
From a fractured hip combined with a bunch of other fun things to now being pulled out of the games… At this point, I’m starting to feel like I might be allergic to life.
That said I still believe everything happens for a reason and although it might not always make sense God is painting a bigger picture.
For now, I am trying to recover properly and give my body what it clearly needs... some rest. As an athlete, this is one of the hardest things to do but from past experience stopping and taking a moment to evaluate the situation, processing the emotions that come along with such disappointment, and finding time to breathe is the first step to healing fully.
I will keep you posted but for now, I am finding my zen. Massive thanks to all the staff from team SA as well as those in my close circle that has helped me. It means more than you know… Good luck to everyone competing at the games and elsewhere. Stay safe, stay healthy and keep believing in the endless possibilities that are illuminated through our amazing sport.