I wrote this in my little book of memoirs the morning after the Golden League in Berlin and the second place...

15.06.2009. Berlin, just a little more

This morning I woke up with a new patience. I think that I did not really ever felt it like this. As if something speaks to me – everything will be alright. I will wait for myself to be the ultimate again, I will train and I will be persistent until my new era. I'm not saying that I am capitulating now, I am just setting aside the expectations to be the best always and everywhere. The most important thing is to know that I am THE ONE. And no matter if it sounds like a cliché - everything will be alright ...

And now everything is really as it should be. The day after the defended title, emotions are still reappearing, more than the first time, conscious and real, and I enjoy every memory of this magnificent evening.

I never understood why the athletes, who have already scored big medals, after every new one, are happy as if it was the first. I wondered about those tears of joy, are they not accustomed to such success already? Now I know. The first time was the first time, but to put a hand on the heart – to defend a title is much harder.

That is the confirmation that we tend to from the moment we become a part of the world top, the seal on the athletic longevity, the salve on the wound of the defeats experienced in the years between. I did not have a lot of them, but they were painful. And if those little staggers did not happen, I could never celebrate the new gold this way. Now I'm complete; for a long time, I have seeked for this peace that I feel now. When you add countless battles that I have led with myself during this year to all the battles with the hights and the rivals, that you have followed over the newspapers, then you could understand what the victory in the heart of Germany actually meant to me.

The day before the finals, I cried. Tears did not ask, they just came to facilitate the moment and the day... To settle the turbulant body and to alleviate spiny expectations at least for a few hours. I did not resist, I knew it was an entirely normal reaction to the stress that followed. I knew I was ready - I met all the preconditions to participate in the very best edition in Berlin.

Everything was perfect, the time, my feeling, there was no 'excuse' for failure. At least for the one that I would have to provide to myself after the competiton. So the head had to pay a tribute to equalize the ideal sequence of events from the time I came to the hotel, but it was not nearly a strong factor that could disturb me. More like a nice, little anecdote for the future family gatherings.

I will not recount the entire competition. I do not remember all the details so well ... I kept my 'tactics', and that is - always and only think about yourself. What could the others mean to me, when I could not influence their performance anyway. I expected the outcome on the heights above 206, I prepared myself for the battle for gold somewhere much higher than 204 cm. Still, the relief came a little sooner ... But not the celebration. I wanted to try again to enter the book of the immortal ... Book of the world record - holders. We have not look to each other like strangers for a long time now, that batten on the 210 and I. Now these are a very decent attacks, those for which I could even say - 'it was close'. And it was, in the second attempt I have already felt that I have it. It was not important, not this evening.

When I took the flag in my hands, I was home again. Home, at the top. Feeling so well known, and yet so new ... In a different atmosphere, under completely different circumstances, I carried it with so much pride that I thought my heart would jump out from my breasts. I wanted those moment to last forever, to pass it completely, second by second, as in the slow motion.

That honorary circle was much more than I imagined it would be ... But it did not finish there, on the Olympic stadium. In the days after, I still run it. In my minds, I celebrate the biggest victory of my career. And I will praise it forever, because this happiness does not have a shelf life.