ON Dec 8 last year, I suffered a horrific crash in the keirin heats during the Track Cycling World Cup at Aguascalientes, Mexico, resulting in a concussion, a broken right clavicle, two broken ribs, a punctured lung, pneumothorax (an abnormal collection of air or gas between the lung and the chest which may affect breathing) and loss of a lot of skin.
Yet, here I am, just four weeks later, back in Melbourne and resuming training.
