Twenty-four hours after World Champs I was standing on the street corner in Linz, Austria crying. I was clearing an intersection and some guy decided to step on it and jump the red light. He smacked straight into the passenger side of my car.
Thankfully, no one was hurt but I’ve been reliving the accident every day. Just like in the movies, a split second before he hit me I saw the car coming. I can still see that image vividly in my mind. I can still hear the loud deep sound of colliding metal and feel the jolt of my body slamming into the door. To say our family holiday took a turn, would be an understatement. Lucky for me, my family provided me, not just with support, but happy distraction in the form of exploring Austrian history, vineyard runs, drives along the Danube, sunny local lunches, picturesque lake swims and, of course, a visit to our extended family in Poysdorf and Vienna.