The Olympics are a roller coaster. They have to be. No one can stay UP that long. Furthermore inherently when there is a winner – there are those that don’t win… I’m not using the L word because NO ONE here is that awful five letter word. They are all champions, they are all heroes.
Yesterday in particular was one of those days… it was utterly heartbreaking to see Paula Findley’s experience. The dangerous course took it’s tool on her, as well as the challenging year she’s had. She is a tremendous athlete and person. I know that this experience however frustrating and ‘saddening’ is truly going to make her even better in the long run. That has always been my experience. We (Malcolm, Anita, Alex & I) were at Canada Olympic House when the Cycling team pursuit and Trampoline were on. From the lowest of lows, to literally the highest of highs (Rosie & Karen) when Canada won it’s first Olympic Medal and Karen showed true class in her fourth Olympics.
Yesterday was also a low day for me… although I suppose going to bed at 5:30 am will do that to you 😉 I think “it” all finally got to me. The highs, the emotions, the lack of sleep. Yesterday I was a wreck. AND I was loosing my voice. A slight occupational hazard when the Commentary has yet to begin… Well, as my mom has always called me ‘wretched excess’ so it’s really no surprise. Alas, it’s time to get a bit of balance.
It is hard not to do everything – or try to. But the distance of where we’re staying, the distances to walk at all of the venues, and the crowds make it all seem like a battle to get to where you’re going. Olympic Park is vast and when you put that in combination with millions of people it’s not a place I’ve enjoyed very much thus far. But, I suppose if it’s a fight to get to the Olympics for the athletes why should it be any different for us?!
I suppose now I should talk about what you’re all likely wondering: Is Prince Harry really that cute in person? Malcolm (and I) did have the honour of representing the Rowers during Prince Harry’s visit to Canada Olympic House. It was a pleasure to meet him – he truly is very kind and generous, and very relaxed… I have a tendency to think “he’s just another guy who was born into a certain life”… but it is impressive what he’s done with his life and his position. The most fun was watching how easy the conversation was as Malcolm talked Apache helicopters during the race… boys will be boys 😉
Anyways. The day is calling and there’s always a tonne to do. I should head off but hopefully the next post will be a little more frequent and I will try to post some pictures too. Here’s to another great day!!!!