Leg Weary

We ran 28K in the marathon clinic on Sunday morning.  Our route took us past the Olympic Cauldron -- this description always makes me think of the witches in Macbeth -- along the waterfront and over the Cambie Street Bridge where we could look out over False Creek and the Olympic Athlete's Village.  Aside from the fact that the people of Vancouver are going to be paying this off for the next thirty years, it was beautiful.  The day, I mean.  The amount of blossoms out, the cherry and apple trees, all of the bulbs, tulips, daffodils, irises and crocuses, is just staggering.  I pray we don't get a late frost.


Then, after a hearty brunch and a quick hosing off, I spent several hours scouting shooting locations and talking with stylists and hair and make-up people for an upcoming shoot.  I made it home in time for the Canada-USA men's olympic hockey game, which was a goal tending and defense debacle for our side.  A few beers later, a little extra strength Advil for the knees and it was off to bed.  I didn't even download my camera until today....


Shot on my Panasonic Lumix.


- Vince Hemingson