I’m back in Wales from Bedford, but let me tell you about the trip and the meet.
We (Sean, Sue (his wife) and I) got to Bedford last night around 5pm (11am) in the states and we checked into the Inn Keeper Suites, and I must say this hotel was great a very nice and secluded area, but accessible to all your needs. There was restaurant connected to the hotel where we ate a British dinner I had turkey and beef with all you can eat vegetables (the meal included all you can eat vegetables don’t think I’m a pig 
) after dinner I talked to my family and got a good nights sleep to prepare for the meet. I woke up every hour on the hour after 3am because of anxiety (don’t worry it’s normal before a meet). I finally rose around 9 am to get ready for the meet, and as it had been for the 3 days I was there it started raining. (GREAT!!) I had a light breakfast and mentally started to prepare myself for the day. We check out at 10:30 and made our way to the track (still light rain).
When we got to the track I went inside to go check in, as I was checking in the first athlete I saw warming up was Jade Johnson, she is the top long jumper from Great Britain and was getting ready to compete. After checking in I went to watch the women’s long jump for a second and then prepared myself for the triple jump competition. I was feeling good during the warm up and felt like this was going to be a good day. The weather had cleared up and I was ready to jump.
As I went through my approaches Sean checked me on the board and asked me how I felt I told him I felt good and he said my first 2 approaches looked go so I moved on to popups which also felt great, I just knew it was going to be a good day.
As I took my first jump of the competition I fouled it so I made the adjustment needed to prepare for the second jump, but ended up fouling that one as well. My back was against the wall and I needed a jump to get into the finals, so I took a safe jump to get me into the field. I passed the fourth jump because I was trying to get me head together after almost fouling out of the competition. I took jump 5 and fouled it. Now I was truly frustrated, but couldn’t be because I had to perform, so I gathered myself for the last jump and blew the step phase and jumped a mediocre 14.72 or 48′ (WHAT!!!!!) Yeah that’s what I said. I was so pissed. I came half way across the world to jump a distance I jump in practice every week from a 6-step approach. The bad thing about it these guys didn’t jump far at all I still placed seventh with that awful mark. Something must be wrong. This is all a bad dream and I’ll wake up soon right. WRONG it was true and I wasn’t dreaming I had bombed my first international competition, and I was not pleased. On our way back to Whales I just tried to forget about the meet and not over analyze anything that happened, but at the same time figure out what happened. I was so lost and I’d never felt that way before. I have to get this figured out before I go to Greece. Enough rambling for the night I’m tired and I need to get some rest. I’ll keep you posted on the next couple of days.