October 27, 2015
We’re into week two, day 8 of camp Holland. The sun is shining, it’s a beautiful blue-skied day, light, cool winds and a temperature of around 25 degrees. We are nestled in a beautiful part of Holland, tucked away in the woods in some spacious and relaxed accommodation, with a cute town just a short ‘town-bike’ ride away and a coffee shop on our doorstep. With such a lovely location, you’d think we’d be lapping up the opportunity of activities with an afternoon off, yet reality is quite the contrast.
It’s been 3.5 months since I’ve been reunited with my track teammates from worlds, and whilst it is so nice to see all the familiar faces again, it means business. It’s camp time. This means countless hours on the road, gym and track, back to back, with road races smacked in between. And there was no easing into it either, no cute, coffee-shop-ride-reunion, no fun day in town to get started… we were straight onto the road, 4 hours with efforts, along the flat, windy Dutch roads we’ve come to know so well.
Eight days of this later and it’s 3:10pm. I’m sitting at the table, fresh out of the shower, after tucking into a large, post-ride sandwich. Roommates, Bec Wiasak and Alex Manly sprawled out on the couch. We are stuffed. Bec is currently skyping America, and although I shouldn’t be listening in on the conversation I can hear her explaining,
“We’re so busy here, all we do is just train and train, then eat a bit, and then train and train and sleep.”
That pretty much sums it up! – with six girls here at the moment, it’s a good thing we’re in good company!
We’re about to head into the next phase of the camp as the road races begin to appear on our program. Here’s hoping for a couple of easier days to freshen up in time to pin those numbers on!