Shona raced today under bluebird Whistler skies. Chris joined us. Too many girls crashed and my resolve to stay calm cool and collected did not succeed. Just before she raced, there was a long hold as racer 35 was hauled out of the nets and helicoptered off the mountain, I paced nervously into the crowd trying to breath out my butterflies. Then there she was on the jumbatron and I surrounded by some neat ladies from toronto. The crowd cheered and I rang my cowbell furiously while looking at the speeding figure on the screen. I did manage to think that she looked solid and was not about to fall and give me a heart attack. She finished in 21 st place - I was happy and all the toronto ladies sporting canadian flags hugged me "You must be so proud." they said. I said "Well I feel relieved." I think even Chris felt nervous!
Afterwards we stood around an talked to our Shona while a young girl stared at her and her mother took her picture with Shona! Shona the ski princess, dissappeared up to her private house and chef and we the family treked back to the village on the shuttle bus and drank at the Canada House for family and friends. It is set up in the Whistler Library - all the books off the shelves and in a big box in the middle of the room! The intention is a place for us to hang out so that we don't disturb our atheletes and allow them the space to do what they have to do.
And yeah we get to do it all again tomorrow - except Chris is off filming somewhere up in the snow and the sun.