Torch Run

She wore a white track suit with ocean blue and jade green patterns on the jacket and pant legs. She ran. Past the waves beating on the rocky coastline, past sky scrapers, past cheering school children, past crowds of people lining the sides of the road. In her left hand she held a flaming white torch high above her head. She waved her right, red-mittened hand at the screaming onlookers. For one second she stopped smiling at the faces blurring on either side of her as she ran and looked down at her right hand. On the palm side of the ruby mitten, a white maple leaf. On the top, the words "Vancouver 2010." She looked back up and saw, 50 meters ahead, a man sitting and waiting in a wheelchair in the middle of the road, dressed in a white track suit with ocean blue and jade green patterns on the jacket and pant legs. He had ruby red mittens on his hands. Attached to his chair was a white torch, ready to be lit so he could wheel it into the Opening Ceremonies and pass it off to four more Canadian notables who would light the Olympic Cauldron and officially start the 2010 Winter Games.

(I love the Olympics, especially the winter Olympics, especially when they're in my home province. Yay, for the long-awaited start of the Vancouver 2010 Olympic Winter Games!!)