Sitting here it’s crazy to think that two weeks ago we
were in Kazan, waking up having just fulfilled our goal of winning gold and the
night before we had just been crowned World University Champions 2013. And now
I am back to reality, back at my day job, and back to life as I live it in
Gloucester.
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I miss these girls (and staff) |
But looking back, I have to say this past week has
been a bit of a comedown but nonetheless enjoyable. A bit of a paradox I know.
Kazan was an incredible experience and it’s quite obvious that I loved every
single moment of it. Waking up on the first morning back in the UK, just over a
week ago, was a bit of a shock to say the least. I missed greeting the girls as I
walked blurry eyed down the corridor for monitoring in the morning, I missed
having the choice of 7 different cuisines for breakfast and I missed our daily
schedule and operating day by day timings. I missed life in the athlete’s
village and I missed being part of Team GB. Twitter informed me that I wasn’t
on my own and that most of the team were also experiencing major ‘Kazan Blues’
which is understandable given what high we had been on. It wasn’t just the
highs but life in the village itself I missed. I enjoyed being able to focus
solely on playing football, something which is rare in my day-to-day normal
life. I enjoyed not having to worry about work or deadlines, or about what I
needed to do. I enjoyed being a full-time athlete, even if it was only for a
month.
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Hillsong Conference
Gathering with 12,000 people for Church |
However that evening I got to return to doing
something I love and something I passionate about; being a Youth Leader at my
church, One Church Gloucester. Here I have the opportunity and chance to invest
in the personal and spiritual development of the young people of Gloucester and
it is a role I love playing. I get to hang out with some pretty cool young
people, I get to have fun and that evening we had our Summer Party. An evening
of worship, chilling out with friends, getting messy with water and flour and lots of food. Definitely
winning if you ask me.
The rest of life since being back in the UK has been
all go and I have kept myself busy. Catching up with friends, a road trip to
Glasgow to collect my boyfriend and his friend who had just completed the gruelling
Land’s End to John O’Groats cycle, returning to club duty with Bristol Academy, an unplanned trip to the Royal International Air Tattoo (I missed the junction on the dual carriageway and ended up here), a weekend trip to London to go to the Hillsong Conference at the 02 Arena, a
trip up The Shard, a chance to be back with my church family on Sunday, the
list continues. Oh and obviously back to work, which has included trips to
Bournemouth, Bridgwater, Taunton and Yeovil.
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Enjoying our beautiful Capital City from the Shard |
There is no doubt that every day since getting back
from Kazan I have woken up wishing I was waking up in apartment 19, with my
roomies Kerys and Sam. But then again I am excited at what chances and
opportunities life provides me day-to-day at home. It’s a bit of personal
debate that I have and often one that many followers of women’s football ask
me. The experience in Kazan has shown what can be achieved when we are given
the opportunity to focus solely on football and dedicate ourselves to it; we can
win medals and become world champions. It echoes the discussions taking place
around the women’s Senior England team at the moment. Is it worth investing in
the women’s game enough to allow players to become full-time footballers?
If this opportunity ever did arise it would be one
that I would grab with two hands. To be able to dedicate your whole life solely
to playing the sport you love isn’t an opportunity that comes along very often,
especially in the women’s game. It’s something that is norm in the men’s game,
but for us women, we often have to juggle a full-time job, family commitments, an
education, whilst trying to commit ourselves to our sport, which ultimately is
a hobby rather than a career.
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Article of our Kazan success in my local paper |
But then again I love all the other opportunities I
have in life. I love my day job where I have a chance to work and develop
sporting opportunities for students in further education. I love being part of
a vibrant and growing church where I get to serve as a youth leader. I love
studying a masters and having the chance to better academically develop myself in the world of
Sport and Development. I love coaching and having the chance to invest in the holistic
development of young footballers. I love being a trustee for the charity ‘Umutima’
which sets about creating opportunities to unlock the potential of young people
through education and sport here in the UK and abroad in Zambia. Ultimately I love every opportunity life provides me with, I love the people I get to do them with and I thank God every day for this. I am living a truly blessed life!
I suppose this could be viewed as the ‘perks’, I use
that word loosely, of women’s football. Not only do I get to have the
opportunity to be part of experiences such as that in Kazan but I get the
chance to develop a career, an education and a life alongside football. I am
unbelievably grateful for the opportunity to go to Kazan and I really hope it is not
the last tournament I get to go too. I have memories to treasure, to smile upon
and to laugh about, I have a group of girls who will remain friends for life
and I have a gold medal, wow, a gold medal. I am truly honoured to have been
involved in the journey to Kazan and there will be days when I wake up
and wish I was back there, today included, but the memories I have are those I
will treasure. These memories will spur me on in life and in football to want
to better myself so that the chance to be involved in similar experiences will
become possible. Yes I am back to reality, my everyday life, but this reality is pretty awesome so I can't complain. As good as Kazan was and as great as life is, I am living each
day with the belief that ‘the best is yet to come...’
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Made the back page of our local paper, The Citizen |
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