To the goal and beyond - Brigita Langerholc

"Who won gold, who won silver, and who won bronze is the last thing that interests divine humility."

Brigita Langerholc spoke out in the bookabout the moments when she decided that she was healthy, the mostafter an exceptional fourth place at the Sydney Olympics, and about the really wild processes that followed that... And about the studies and numerous medals at that time, which we don't even know about,about Indian wedding, four children, andabout the therapies that lifted her the most, and about his fourclose encounters with ayahuasca, about respected mentors and solidarity among colleagues, butalso very clear about the logs that fell on the tracks of top sports.

Read more about Brigita on the blog -Brigita Langerholc, former Olympian, now in the book To the finish line and beyond. But loving yourself!

In short – everything and much more about how this fiery creature, mother of three girls, madethe leap from a sickly little girl to a top athlete and now a coach with valuable new skills.

Excerpt from the book:

From Sydney with gratitude

"I met the Olympic qualifying time with extreme difficulty. I had just missed it, so I was completely relaxed when I arrived in Sydney. It was as if I had burned off all the stress I had accumulated during the previous three months of frantic pursuit of the qualifying time!

When I first stepped into the Olympic Village, I felt like Alice in Wonderland. The village was so beautiful! Before I saw it all with my own eyes, I had no idea such wonders were possible. The Australians have truly outdone themselves. In the middle of nowhere, they built a settlement overnight for tens of thousands of people from all over the world.

The village was built of single-storey houses, the uniformity of which only added to the magic of the landscape. Even more magical were the grandiosestate-of-the-artcompetition facilities. I had never seen anything like them in Europe or America. Everything was shiny new, and on top of that, Australians were one of the most accepting nations on the planet. And even back then, in 2000, they were separating waste, which seemed like the height of exoticism to us in the Slovenian expedition.

In all that spectacular hustle and bustle, I felt a little lost at first, but in a good way. There was a buzz all around me. Suddenly I was thrown into a kind of multicultural cauldron, amplified to the extreme. For the social part of me, the Olympic Village was nothing short of paradise.

How excited I was to see that you had menus from every continent available in the dining room! I was even more amazed by all the first-class sports equipment that competitors from other countries were wearing, even for a short trip to the store.

It's not that I've ever been a 'brand girl' in my life. But I was someone who had to spend the entire summer sorting through boards at a local toothpick maker for my first Reeboks. Before that, I trained in regular leather shoes because they were much more durable than my parents' affordable Jass. My old Yugoslavian sneakers fell apart after three months of hard training, and the shoes somehow got worn out throughout the year.