The Anna Meares Story
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The Anna Meares Story is the story of the grit and determination of a young woman who overcame major life-threatening trauma to realise what she had barely been able to dream about. Olympic track cyclist Anna experienced a career-stopping heavy fall during a time trial at the World Cup in Los Angeles in January 2008, less than eight months out from the Beijing Olympic Games. Falling on the hard, wooden velodrome floor at a speed of 65 kilometres an hour, she suffered a fractured neck, a dislocated shoulder, torn ligaments. She was millimetres away from permanent injury. This book covers Anna's amazing and inspirational recovery to not only compete at the Beijing Olympic Games but to win a silver medal. It is the inside world of an elite athlete, the ups and downs of Olympic selection and her doubts and triumphs along the way.
came I got on and locked my shoes into the pedals and tightened the straps around them. I did them so tight my feet were numb by the end of the two lap time trial. ‘Thirty seconds,’ came the call from Marv. I hung my head and controlled my breathing. I had my hands set in a comfy position and wasn’t going to move them. Then, there it was, right in front of me. Buzzing around my hands and my arms was a little black fly. I had my hands set and once they are set I don’t like to move them. I shook
Olympic Representative 1980. His father, Ken (Reggie), my first coach, would take us young ones out to ride around and learn from his son Kenrick. They were fun times for Kerrie and me but not so much for Kenrick. He was retired and not as fit as he used to be, so it was challenging to be out racing two youngsters. By the time I got through the throng of media and a few hours of drug testing after the 500 metre gold medal, I was finally able to head back to the Olympic Village. I could not wipe
who had trials in one week to determine our Olympic dream (Shane dislocated his shoulder in training and had to compete with Ben Kersten in a trial in Melbourne), were behind him. I don’t know how Kell avoided Ryan as he was riding very close behind him. Ryan was aware of the situation and tried steering with his hands to avoid colliding with either of us. I steered away and was heading straight for the fence. Ryan’s momentum from falling at 70 kilometres per hour was carrying him up the track
to me. I explained that four years ago I put on that green and gold skin suit and felt like I was Superwoman. I was looking forward to feeling like Superwoman once more. Being so emotional I wasn’t able to say all that I wanted to, but I got the general message across. Once I was done I introduced, welcomed and congratulated the next person and they did the same thing until everyone was welcomed and congratulated and said their piece, staff included. It brought out stories and emotions in people
however since winning the World Title in May I was seeded as the favourite. However, many did not share the same belief in me, as the expectation was that the ‘true’ favourites were saving themselves for the Olympic Games. One day at training Georgia Riddler, my sport psychologist, came to run through some drills with me. She sat me down and told me to close my eyes while I listened to and pictured her description of race day at the Olympics: the crowd and all the variety of colours scattered