I was in the middle of the BMX routine, crusing the hang 5, into a hang nothing, back to the hang 5 and then, wallop! I was on the ground. I had no idea how it happened. But there you go. I was on the floor in front of everybody.
I finished the last show in Perth and wasn’t sure whether I was driving to Broomehill or to Esperance. Everyone at the agency had finished for the day and were not answering any of my calls. Eek!
I ended up staying the night at a little town where I could either turn right to go to Esperance or go straight ahead to go to Broomehill. I got a call in the morning that Broomehill was going ahead which meant I had to leave straight away. It was a two hour drive and I was due to start in 3 hours. To give me an hour for setting up and warming up. Yikes.
No Time for any Warm-Up. Due to a series of unfortunate circumstances, I had no time for any warm-up. No riding, no juggling, no anything. Yet, it went spectacularly well. Sweet!
1.7cm made all the difference. Yep. I was trying to work out why I was struggling to do some of the tricks in the show. My seat was too high! But not by much. Yet enough to make a HUGE difference.