Saturday – After watching Mo win the Gold Medal on TV on Friday night – I couldn’t wait to get to the Stadium on Saturday morning – for my weekend watching the Heptathlon, among other things! Everything went well on the first morning – we arrived in plenty of time, and entered via a small queue on Bridge 2 – before finding our excellent seats right above the High Jump area. Katarina had a good start in the hurdles, but unfortunately couldn’t find her form in the High Jump and only jumped 1.80m.
Once the session was complete – we were switching sports to football – catching the train from Stratford to Southend – to watch Southend beat Blackburn – so that was worthwhile. Then it was back on the train (with my fish & chips!) – to the stadium, arriving in plenty of time for the big evening ahead – concluding with the men’s 100 metres. The sound in the stadium was amazing – every time a British athlete took to the field – a roar went up went must have been worth a few centimetres or seconds – depending on the event!
For the second time in the space of five years the British Athletics Championships was doubling up as trials for home global championships. London 2017 beckoned for successful athletes. A top two finish and a qualification standard book a place in the World Championships. The bonus for spectators was the mouth-watering prospect of some fiercely fought competitions, with multiple qualifying times in several events. Men’s and women’s 200m; 1500m; women’s 400m and long jump; all eagerly anticipated.
It was strange getting back into the joys of supporting Team GB after a gap of nearly10 years. My wife Peggy and I had enjoyed many trips but it did not seem the same after she died. However, just a month after enjoying a superb trip to Austria for the multi-event championship in Gotzis, I found myself on my way to Lille for the European Team Championships to cheer on the GB vests, whether they were likely to win the event or be 11th. Every little helps, as they say.
I was a 65-year-old virgin (Eurostar Virgin, that is) so I had avoided any morning rush-hour panic by travelling to London the previous evening and finding a hotel near St Pancras. I met some like-minded people in our carriage which helped the journey-time pass quickly.
The 100th Welsh Senior Championships were held last weekend. The first Championships took place in 1907, at Newport Athletic Ground, now Rodney Parade, with the two World Wars being the reason why the 100th edition wasn’t held until this year, at Cardiff's Leckwith stadium. Curiously, the programme (£4) cost more than the entry (£3), but for two hours of entertainment on Friday night and six on Saturday, it was well worth the total cost.
There was a parade of champions on the Saturday, featuring some of the finest athletes the country’s produced, across many disciplines. Among those taking part were Lynn Davies, the 1964 Olympic long jump champion, Steve Jones, still the British marathon record holder almost 32 years after setting his record, and Venissa Head, the winner of a remarkable 25 Welsh titles in the shot and discus.
Although an established annual event - this is its sixth year - the Spring bank holiday weekend saw BASC's first sponsorship of the UK Javelin Carnival. This year's competition saw a record entry of around 190, up from 131 last year, spread over 12 categories.
Unlike another BASC-supported event Vault Britain, where several athletes jump simultaneously, for practical (and safety) reasons, it is only really possible to hold one javelin competition at a time hence the Carnival being spread over two days. And two very different days resulted - weather-wise at least. Sunday (28 Nay) was a warm balmy day which included the elite athletes while Monday was overcast, cool and with frequent drizzle. The result was a larger crowd of supporters for the Sunday while Monday was mainly family members cheering on the competitors.