one month and it’s eternity
It has been 30 days. One month since we turned Switzerland our back, hugged our parents tightly and left.
Long days at work, places we used to train in and our well-known surrounding now seem to lay far in the past.
As we write those lines we realise, that we have truly arrived.
This no longer feels like a holiday.
Only four weeks in, we already met incredible people, left behind our footprints along the way and made life-lasting memories.
Surrounded by likeminded athletes, a coach truly passionate about triathlon and a schedule of training from dusk till dawn. Acclimating to this new lifestyle happened within the blink of an eye.
Not even three weeks in we feel like never having done anything else before. Our current home-base and living situation is as new as the whole training routine.
A one room apartment, in the middle of an Australian family's garden is what awaits us after each session. We prepare our DPSP's (daily post swim porridges), pre- bike pasta or morning coffees in a tiny kitchen. She looks cute and seems fully equipped on the first sight.
Only the deafening fire alarm made us aware of the missing smoke exhaust.
Lesson learnt the hard way.
As from now on we cook with open doors. Nevertheless, sometimes not having anything is everything you need. This apartment is more than enough.
To fully focus on our own performance and development, we rarely spend time on social media. Instead we want to live the "aussie-life" and be present in our new country. The „Australian“ (newspaper) often replaces Instagram. One of the few messages we receive is that fall approaches in Switzerland. Something that makes home seem even further away. Australia heads into summertime and makes our endless summer continue.
This chapter of our life feels overwhelming. Some days are as in our boldest dreams. Still, joy and sorrow are known to not be far apart.
A few days ago, life taught us exactly that.
Anna experienced her first severe bike crash during a casual morning group session. The luck was on her side that day. No broken bones or bikes. Quite a bit skin off and a little shock is what remains.
A wake up call on how fast things could change!
We do not take this opportunity for granted. Nothing about it. "Sunshine Coast Triathlon Academy" welcomed us with open arms. They show us around, help us grow as athletes and let us be a part of their family. Such a surrounding is the best anyone could ask for.
Onto many more weeks and demanding sessions on the coast, 16'000 kilometres away from home.