Life has changed so quickly. Just recently I was filling in Paralympic village accreditation forms and sending kit measurements. Now I'm in self-isolation following advice to wheelchair tennis players to stay at home.
It's me, my fiancee Marc and our two-year-old son Jackson. Rather than Paralympic preparations, I'm thinking about whether I can organise childcare now the Tokyo Games have been postponed to next year.
Will my sponsors extend for another year? And then there is my wedding and honeymoon in November, which could be impacted by a rearranged calendar.
We've seen the French Open moved to September, I really hope Wimbledon doesn't move. As for the Games, it is the right decision to postpone. But I was gutted. I knew I wasn’t carrying on for another four-year cycle but I didn't know if I was going to retire straight away.
I've spoken to my family about it. I really want to start growing our family more but I don’t think I would ever get over it if I didn’t go to Tokyo. The whole reason I came back following Jackson's birth was to be on the singles podium. I just don’t feel like I can give up my life’s dream.
— ITF (@ITF_Tennis) March 27, 2020
Despite not knowing when the next competition is, I'm trying my best to maintain my fitness and making sure boredom does not mean too many snack cupboard trips. I’ve been in the garden the last few days, volleying against the wall and with Marc. Inside I have a small gym. I've told my physio and personal trainer my daily training might be more scattered though as I’m breaking it up around who is looking after Jackson.
With so many changes because of coronavirus, it does feel a bit like my whole life is crumbling around me at the minute. But it’s good to have people supporting you and saying it’s not that bad, it’s just going to be altered for a bit.