I watched the cross country sprints today, men and women, like two races for the price of one. Under spectacular blue skies and cryal clear mountains I watched a men and women bust their guts for the glory of an olympic gold medal.
I have to tell you that this was a new experience for me. I was not on the edge of my seat wondering who was going to blow their knees or break their legs or fly through the finish with a concussion, no I sat there enjoying people pit themselves against athelets from different countries.
During the break, before the finals I wandered through the happy crowd all sporting their countries colours, Russians in elegant Red and White suits, many Swedes in blue and yellow, Norwegians dressed as vikings, Polish people in their national dress, Canadian Thomas Grandi and competior Sara Renner's two year old daughter sliding down the snow bank below a Canmore flag and a couple of canadian girls sing their hearts out. We bumped into old friends and then sauntered back to the stands to watch the finals. Canadian Men came in 4th and the woman came in 7th. It was a day to rememeber, a day when the world all got along and lived in harmony. Vive the Olympics