I can’t believe it’s come and gone. My small part in the 2010 Vancouver Olympic Torch Relay was actually 300 meters and boy, did it go by fast. Don’t get me wrong, it’s not because of the lightening speed I ran. (Lightening speed is overrated anyway.) It is just that 300 m is not very far, especially with everything going on around you. It was almost sensory overload. The atmosphere was electrified. I don’t think I can remember so many people happy, excited and cheering at one time… especially during a recession. It is something I will never forget.

Okay, so I may have looked a little like the Stay Puft Marshmallow Man from the movie Ghost Busters in my humongous track suit, but I didn’t care. I was living something historic, something beyond me, something… dare I say, epic? I can now say I played a part in the Olympics. Unbelievable! This event moved me to tears (good ones), made me laugh and made me smile constantly; now I know what models feel like. Yes, I know I don’t have legs for days, nor the Linda Evangelista looks, and I certainly wasn’t trying to make a fashion statement, (No offense to Stay Puft Marshmallow fashion officienados.) but I just couldn’t stop smiling. I was on an omnipresent high at a time when I most needed it. (I, like many others unfortunately, am not recession proof.) I thought to myself, I wish I could feel this way all the time. When times are down and I am feeling low, I need to go back to this moment; this amazing day to bring myself back up.

Making my way down the road.

So, what’s next for me? I will continue my jogging; it would seem that participating in a Torch relay has great fringe benefits. Beyond that? Your guess is as good as mine. Looks like I’ll continue posting, jogging, getting healthier and hope you return here to find out with me.