I sit here and write on the eve of my selection fate. Tomorrow I find out about World Champs and I still am none the wiser as to what is going to happen, so I shall try not to think, and I certainly won't go on about it in this blog. Not much point, I feel. Will write tomorrow with my feelings when I know.

Being back in Cologne for a while reminds me of last year before heading to the Commonwealth Games in India. Altogether unremarkably different from this year, except for the fact that I spent almost 2 months continually no more than 5 meters away from Joel Milburn.

As we approach the two year anniversary of the stunning mens 4x400 bronze medal performance at Berlin World Championships in 2009, I talk to one of the medal winning athletes on his way back from a long injury-ridden period; Tristan Thomas. Quirky, passionate, insecure, but always armed with some banter to make your day more entertaining, the famous redhead talks about the past, the future, and why he leaves nothing behind.

So another meet, another 50 point.