From Beijing to Mongolia, then back to the boat
Welcome to the stream of thoughts, experiences, reactions and conclusions that constitute my blog. I'll do my best to give a taster of what it means to be at the coalface of Olympic rowing, in the gym and out on the river, and feel free to get in touch with any questions or criticisms - there's nothing I like more than some debate!
It's been nine months since I stood on the Olympic podium in the haze and humidity of Beijing having a , yet it seems like a lifetime ago.
The Olympics was an absolutely incredible experience on so many levels, but at the same time it wrings dry every part of your heart, body and soul, and I reached the point where I wanted to get back to just being me.