Unveiling of the 2016 Canadian flag bearer for the Olympic Games in Rio took place last Thursday. Rosie MacLennan is a fireplug trampoline athlete and will do an excellent job representing Canada.
Was biking to the Byward Market for fresh cherry tomatoes, stopped at Parliament Hill to work on my crossword, watch the tourists and plot out my lawn chair positioning for the Fortissimo spectacle that night. Happened across the flag ceremony and hung around to represent the Canadian sports community. Honestly it was me, some kids from the Ottawa U summer sports camp and some Jumpstart kids. Other folks in attendance included the Prime Minister, the President of the COC and the Sports Minister. But they were on the clock.
I was hanging around after the ceremonies trying to think of the trampoline encouragement equivalent of “ski fast” to wish Rosie luck. Scott Russell from CBC Sports wandered over to say hi. Scott has a tremendous faculty for remembering names and even out of context called me by name. He lamented that he did not get to Lake Louise to call the races anymore. I offered up remote support from my position on video control.
Curt Harnett, the Chef de Mission, walked over to chat and after I offered support and best success for Canada’s team he suggested that I leave winter sports and move to the “dark side” of summer sports. I had two comments only. First that there was complementary cross-over from ladies alpine TD to ladies beach volleyball. Second, seeing that he was wearing long pants he was nicely avoiding a head-to-head “Quad Off”.
I also reminded him that the last time we met was 10 years ago at the Shell station outside Kenora. I was loading up on Gatorade before heading out for a ride on the Trans-Canada and when I came out of the store there was this guy checking over my bike. Each of his legs were bigger that my waist. He told me to have a good ride and 7 days later the ICU nurse told me that was my last ride for a while.
Best I could do for Rosie was to hope for her team the best of successes. As for Rosie’s endeavours in winter sports I am pretty sure we could bounce her fairly high off a spare air fence. https://youtu.be/NeIbKl9izqI
For her flag duties I suggest she keep a close eye on the last of the Cameroon contingent and not overtake them in the excitement of the ceremonies.
She will do fine. And so will Canada.
Canadian Championships. Two days of heat and sun. End of the day – you meet some nice people. All but one. My work weekend ended abruptly after being reamed a new one during Day 2 tear down by someone on the Race Organizing Committee. Who knows who he was. I sure don’t.
It might have been in the finish area. How would I know? I spent 2 days never being within 2 kilometers of the finish. This guy had a loud voice. It was in front of a lot of people. In my own neighbourhood. No, he was really loud.
Doesn’t really matter matter who this guy is. I handed in my radio and left as fast as I could. Not only did this guy ream me verbally, he also was physically intimidating. Climbed right in my cylinder. And you know how much volunteers like that.
Triathlon volunteering sucks. I want my two days back.
Hey, but at least they gave me a radio. Maybe gelato will perk me up.
In Ottawa mostly. It’s been a busy summer so far.
My daily bike ride around town keeps me well abreast of the ski world. Average three winter people a day. Last week on Monday alone were three Lake Louise folks in the downtown. Average sightings are between two and three a day.
Not without my share of difficult assignments though.
First it was the sinkhole on Rideau Street less than 1.5 km from home. It was a close call. Starbucks is just on skier’s right and almost joined the minivan in the hole.
Then I had to deal with the NCC lemonade stand fiasco. This was no lemonade stand. It was a start hut on wheels with a cedar shake roof. Good thing the father is a litigator specializing in trespass law. And this was a mere five blocks from home. Needless to say my letter to the editor was not fit to be published
So I volunteered at the Tour de France and was assigned air bags (or air archways). And we know how that turned out.
After that I was a marshal responsible for motorcycle cameras with a sub-task of coaching Chris Froome’s sprinting skills. Oh dear…
Funny to listen to Phil Liggett going over “the three pieces of equipment to finish” rule. Turns out in cycling you need a bike to finish. Sounds like a case study except the answer in cycling is to move the finish up to the earlier of a) where the rider loses his bike; or b) where the rider loses his ability to think.
Things can only look up. Today I am only charged with managing Chris Froome’s upper-body gym work.
I should not be long.
Okay. This is the gym. Let’s go.
Very bad news. We lost Blake MacMillan to a fatal motorcycle accident. We lost one fantastic attitude about life.
So. Ski season is over. Whistler two weeks ago and still four pairs of skis in the the car.
Since January it has been busy. Saint Sauveur for two race series, Mont St Louis Moonstone in Collingwood, Mont Ste Marie a few times.
But this last stretch has been a long one. Started on February 12th to Saint Sauveur, then straight to Bromont for 4 days of two gender GS and SL. From Bromont it was a long drive to Collingwood for races at Osler Bluff, helping out at the National Junior Races at Toronto Ski Club and Georgian Peaks. One day off before a two day FIS series at the Peaks.
The snow was so slick at the Peaks I tried to stop at the top off the pitch and ended up in the finish area. No shame in that.
Snow storm kept me an extra day that had me one day late for the Quebec U14 provincials at Mont Ste Marie. Finally slept in my own bed last night.
There are a lot of colds out there and I’ve had one for the entire month.
But I’m not complaining.
Next up is TD for a U10 GS race at Edelweiss this weekend. Then it’s the FIS races at Mont Ste Marie before I’m off to Whistler for Spring Series as Chief of Course and finishing with the spring speed series in Nakiska.
Maybe I can find my poles and take a run or two this week.
Great skiing. Great race crew. Not so great – weather. Coaches worked overtime to make sure that the snow was perfect. Good job!
Soaking wet. Should have brought a ski jacket.
Maybe better in garbing at Collingwood this weekend.
Fun to be back in Ontario.