I arrived at our Los Angeles camp last night at 11:00 pm after flying through Toronto with Amy Walsh.
Actually I don’t want to write anything, but I have decided that, if anything, writing this journal will be therapeutic for me.
We are back in Beijing, and back in the Athletes’ village. There is a huge line up for the internet here in the village, and I am already missing the peace and quiet of our hotel in Tianjin.
Same old, same same old day, today: Just eating and killing time all morning. Then, we headed out to the stadium for training at 4:00 pm and were soon happy that we had spent the rest of the day indoors.
It is strange to go into a match, knowing that the outcomes of the game will change the direction of your life and future.