Moving The Goal Posts...

It's probably the lowest point in my short but eventful athletic career.....Having been promised my place in the Welsh team following my performance at Speech house, I began to get a little concerned that I had not confirmation in my hand within the indicated time scale. Then of course the alarm bells began to ring in my mind. Neale decided that an email to one of the selectors may be appropriate and in doing so the can of worms was opened and the news did not look good for me. Then to top it off my friend and regular training companion Gary Rees-Williams, told me that he had taken a cutting out of the local paper. I was flabbergasted to read that although I had in fact been awarded a potential place, that I would have to in fact run another ultra 6 weeks later to prove my fitness!  Two ultras 6 weeks....I think not!
The reaction from both me and from my immediate friends was one of dis-belief and of utter disgust with one of them even suggesting that we boycott Welsh athletics. However, according to the powers that be, the reason for this turn around was to ensure that I got enough experience. Enough experience? I ask you. I hold Welsh vests at road, mountain and cross country....I ran across the Alps last year on a 27 mile mountain stage at over 10,000 feet and completed a qualifying race.....am I missing something here? The whole episode has left me thoroughly deflated and dejected and again questioning whether or not I really want this. This would have topped off my entire career, the opportunity to compete amongst the best in the Commonwealth and a legacy to retain for the rest of my life.  There are some tough decisions to be made over the next couple of weeks and not much time to take them. It's still achievable, but I really don't know if I want it.
I'm sorry to end on a downer guys but there you go.......I never forget though before you criticise. I have my health, happiness and a talent and I am very, very grateful for it.....Bye for now...