“What should I blog about this week?” I asked my husband. He’s my editor, my second opinion, my sounding board. He’s got a BA in English and can spell any word you throw at him. We disagree on my use of short sentences, the redundancy of my verbage, and my overuse of adjectives. But. I. Love. Short. Sentences.
“The Pan Am Games,” he answered, “you haven’t shut your pie hole about it all week.” Okay then. Apparently I’ve made my excitement known.
I bought our Pan Am tickets way back in December, as the heart of Winter approached and the sun of July seemed to be in the far-off future. Well, here we are. TO2015 has descended upon Southern Ontario and the buzz is in full swing. My Facebook feed is bombarded with pictures of friends at events, Pan Am highlights are on our TV every night, and Pan Ams are my main conversation topic with patients these days. Add to that, the fact that I got to run with the Pan Am flame in June (the torch is now proudly displayed at Burlington Sports & Spine Clinic and has been a frequent photo op for passerby), and life is #panamazing.
I’m excited for the crowds and the noise and the sun and the cheers. I’m excited for the patriotism and the wave and the ‘Oh Canada’ and the photo ops. I’m excited for the fitness and the competitors and the athleticism and the impressions on my kids.
This afternoon we are watching the Women’s bronze medal and gold medal Beach Volleyball matches at Pan Am Park; Team Canada is battling for the bronze. On Thursday, we’re heading to York University to take in the morning session of track & field.
I’m excited for the sport.
Go Canada Go.