Ground will be no help to Master Minded

WHEN I settled down, after what was an astonishing first day of Cheltenham, I began to reflect on all of the miserable days I suffered over the previous four months.

My thought went back to working with a medicine ball fifty times a day, looking at the ground and seeing myself in a variety of mirrors and wondering if it was all worth it.

Then I would think of Cheltenham and redouble my efforts. Yesterday, I had my answer and my reward - it was worth everything I went through...and then some.