Lead with the Milk Freedom Fighting Race, the British Sprinter passed almost half a second of the WB, but just missed the medal
Olympic GamesSydney – 2000 September – Women’s 400 m final, fourth place, 49.79 (WB)
I had An interesting journey leading to 2000, as in winter in winter in winter, I was injured in one of my first training sessions. The program was for me to be hindranted to 400 m, but that injury completely drove the idea, so most of 1999 experienced that the team became a team for 2000.
When you go out of the sport, the race is the hardest thing, so I went through motions, knowing that I wasn’t the best. In 1999, I didn’t win a race at all. It was just really a heartache, sometimes by being beaten by everyone, I had to be easily beaten, but I knew where I was on my mind.
I started with another thinking next year. I was a phytite again, and then I had the opportunity to train with Katie Friek that summer. My coach, yes Falola, loved to think outside the box and gained opportunity, but this was all the scenes without me knowing me. It was definitely a whirlpool. At that time, I learned a lot, not only about how he trained and his work ethic, but my individual and what my talent was.
My British team coordinator Qatar’s joy and I also trained very well. However, we had such a fun relationship, but we never talked about Sydney, which was all summer, we just started our training, and I think he also helped him too.
Because Sydney were my first Olympic Games, I knew what to expect. I knew how to manage excitement. I have had very well the Australians to give the games very well, and they certainly did not disappoint. We had a camping camp in Brisben and it was fantastic. Everything just went to the plan and, seeing the milk in their games, in the call room, we just looked like. There was always that deadly silence in the call room, where there was a lot of tension, but we had the level of respect between us, which was great.
However, I would like to have a milk capacity. I was definitely in the best position I could be because I would be with him all summer but I didn’t use it for my best advantage. I tried to run my race and through the tours I had seven and eight where no one could see I loved.
The semi-final was terrible and it was raining. I couldn’t believe it when the heavens opened. I don’t know where I’m in one of the outside zones, being in one of the outside zones, it was such a relief to qualify.
I take the best individuals in heating, semesters and finals and I think I didn’t understand how I fit. Improving in my training felt good, but I didn’t even take on the ship. I just took one round at once when I reached the finals it was when it blasted my mind. I still have to hit myself this day, because somehow I would study again in the seven or eight zone. Having Lei having two and seeing everyone that dreams for 400 m running for me was the opposite. My thinking was spread with me in that final and, unfortunately, did not work for me.
I felt fresh and felt strong when I passed the line. It’s time when I wished a race, it took 450 m. Knowing that Kathy won, he gave me a sense of pride and happiness, but on the other hand, I was destroyed. The results came to the screen, and I and he looked at it. I congratulated him because he was a glazed. For me, of course, it was definitely a bitter moment.
I felt that I would not only leave myself, but also my coach Ion. He had so much faith in me, and he knew what I was for, but at that moment I was not. It was heartache. Katarin got the bronze, and I was happy for him, but I wanted me to be me, and that’s a disappointing thing. The point is that if I was happy, I wouldn’t be a world-class athlete, but it was my first time that he breaks 50 seconds, making the final fourth. You have to take a rough with a smooth and I had to go back to the track for the relay so I’d pick it very quickly.
I was convinced that Katarin came to the best four, we were shout in 4×400 m. It received me again after an individual. I was like. “We can do it. I’m going to get a medal. ” So it was a double capricious when we came to sixth. As a team, we all felt that frustration.
But I’m so grateful that I was the final final of that 400 m. My family always reminds me. “Are you in the racing of the picture?” It dropped in history, and I am so honored and thankful that I was a part of it. I also thank Katie Fries and his team to allow me to be part of his journey.
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