The First Hurdle

I lay still, exhaling through pursed lips until I could wince myself up onto the sofa. I unfisted my eyes to look at my hand. My right pinky had swelled into a lopsided stack of blueberries. I'd never seen such an ugly shade to my skin. Worse yet, I couldn't move my finger at all. My mind leaped to the petrifying place any athlete or gym rat's would. "Oh no, my training!"

Living the (Canadian) Dream

I must admit, until then, I had no idea who Andrew was or that sprint canoeing was a thing. In fact, canoeing would be among the last sports to come to mind in thinking about the Olympic games. But that didn't matter. Andrew represented Canada in Beijing where he competed alongside the best in the world. That impressed me immensely; that, and the brightness emanating from his cheerful personality, smile and efforts. Seriously, he was like the poster boy for Canadian sport.