Well this is my first blog so let me give you a bit of background. I finished my A Levels at Bolton School last year and moved to Malta to train full time as an athlete, focusing on the long jump and sprints.This month has been very eventful! At the start my parents came over as it was my birthday. How grown up I felt picking them up from the airport in my new car – I hope my driving didn’t scare them too much! Whilst they were here I got a lot of practical jobs done that I had been putting off. This also included sitting down and deciding more about my future: in the end after talking around in lots of circles I decided that I would stay over here for the time being and over the next year train up to be a personal trainer (I am already a gym instructor). So now I have to start studying again – what a shock to the system! Then later on I’ll look to study for a degree at distance with Open University or maybe even with the uni here but that means I have to reconsider the course I wanted to do.
The day before my birthday the training group “egged me!!!” a day early so I wouldn’t expect it – “maa” what a shock I got!! Ha! I also had my first day of work in a new job, working in a sports bar – nothing special but it pays for Ella’s petrol (Ella is my car by the way!) In the middle of the month we had a friendly international competition – my first international. I didn’t perform as I hoped managing to jump 6 no jumps – yes 6!!! The 100m was slightly better however, as the week before I had false started and I was so sure not this time that I got left in the blocks and was chasing but I still came 4th. The relay was great fun and we got a bronze despite us not doing one baton practice! The competition was of course followed by a long hard party time!!! 
I also had my first encounter with the Maltese police!!! A week after my parents left I managed to bash wing mirrors with a police car – yes a police car!! They came after me with lights and sirens – the shame!! When we inspected each others cars mine only had a small buff in the paint work whilst their mirror and motor unit were hanging out of the socket – I’m sure it was only just hanging on in the first place!! After a lot of formalities, reports and trips to the station a friend came with me and spoke to the police and offered to fix the mirror himself - he did and all charges and planned court appearances were dropped! And yes I still claim it wasn’t my fault!!!
