Apart from being re-elected to the board there weren't too many highlights from this trip. It was mostly meetings.
And this is the CN Tower on a cold, wet night:
On Saturday I had the pleasure of meeting Simon Whitfield - Triathlon Canada had flown him out to give a presentation and slideshow to the board. He is such an engaging guy - lots of great stories and lots of passion for the sport and for life.
We chatted for a minute or two... I wasn't too proud to ask for a photo, "Sure! Let me grab my medals..." He reached into a little bag and out popped a pretty beaten up gold from Sydney and a significantly fresher silver from Beijing. I looked at them for quite a while.... kind of speechless. It's not that the medals themselves are that amazing - it's what they represent. For me it's those moments in time that I, and millions of Canadians, remember: exactly where they were when Simon won gold, and when he won silver. Jumping up and down, heart pounding, then replaying it again and again for Mattias (and for myself.)
I didn't really know what to say so I probably said something like "Wow, cool!" or some other nerdy thing...
Simon's the man in my books.