Well where do you start and where do you finish.

I'll start by saying Frodo you're amazing!

As we all know now this race is a race to lose and you won big fella, I can't say anymore than that and you know I don't need too.

To Simon Whitfield, I have nothing but huge respect.

Eight years apart and you nearly got it done again - congratulations.

To my Kiwi mate Bevan, another gutsy performance.

Those who lay it all on the line when racing get the rewards they rightly deserve and you got yours once again.

It seems the last 48 hours have been only a blur for me.

The emotional roller coaster I've been on is somewhat hard to believe and I'm still working out how to deal with it all as best I can.

So here we go.

Two weeks ago I was in the best shape of my life.

I've worked so hard with every ounce of energy I had available to me on a daily basis for four years.

I knew I was in a position that I could realise a dream that had been burning inside of me for years now.

But in two seconds of madness in my final build up race in Germany everything went pear shaped.

The final two weeks heading into the race were some of my most difficult of my life.
 
It was not only a shame for me but for my girlfriend Anja also.

She had to deal with all of this as she tried to concentrate on her own race.

If there was anyone who knew more than I of how much I wanted this and the form I had it was her.

I need also to say before going any further that the support from everyone during this time is what got me through to the race.

Internally TRI-NZ was fantastic and believed in me 100% and that was great.

They and all of you know how hard I worked for this moment.

The kind words of support have been amazing for me.

It was not the way we all had foreseen it turning out some weeks ago.

I can't really find the right words at the moment to express what I'm feeling when people ask how I'm going after all that's happened.

But I try and I'll keep trying until I understand why it was this way.

The easy way I guess is to say there is nothing I can do about it now.

And the fact is that's so right! But it just never seems that easy.

What good could come of such a disappointment I ask myself?

Well, I needn't look too far if I was looking for inspiration.

My good friend and flat mate wins the race and Olympic gold.

And my closest friend of all bags a bronze and with it his second Olympic medal in four years.

I look to my left and see Bevan's bronze Medal sitting on the table.

I know the sacrifices he made to earn it.

So if I needed any sort of motivation for the coming time I'll have no excuses in this department.

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