Wednesday, September 05, 2012
What a night.
Words seem paltry tonight.
I need them to describe yesterday evening.
It was amazing, exciting, exilerating, joyful.....all of that and so much more.
I could hardly believe I was there in the stadium at an Olympic Games.
OK - not THE Olympics, but it felt just like it.
The stadium was full, the atmosphere was electric and noisy and happy......so, so happy.
The crowd were ready to appreciate everybody's efforts - no thoughts of nationality; we loved them all.
Love was in the air!
And yes, the atmosphere was heightened greatly when David Weir came on the track for 1500 metres. He has won almost everything in his time in his wheel chair, from 100 metres to marathon.
When he came into the stadium everybody was on their feet.
The gun went. The wheels started to fly and arms pumped up and down. David held a sensible position for 3 laps and then powered away. Had he gone too soon? Will he be caught? No - he won the gold medal.
Everybody was smiling and cheering.
I am so thrilled to know that we will be going back - and know just what to expect.
Imagine though, 80,000 people all wanting to pass through Stratford Station at gone 10 o'clock at night.
We were advised to try a different route.
But later we met up with people who went through Stratford and said there was no hassle, no stress.
We just got a train at a quarter to midnight, back home. Home by 1 o'clock.
Yesterday we took many photographs....of course. First we wandered in the Olympic Park. Then at last we could go into the stadium.
There are too many to put here.
Other photos can be found on flickr.
http://www.flickr.com/photos/monklandpaula/
You can imagine that much of the day has been spent with photographs.
We did both have nurse appointments this morning.
The nurse has started me on the process of finding out if I might have some level of diabetes.
And Bill will have a choresterol test and see a lifestyle specialist nurse - health and fitness lifestyle that is.
I need them to describe yesterday evening.
It was amazing, exciting, exilerating, joyful.....all of that and so much more.
I could hardly believe I was there in the stadium at an Olympic Games.
OK - not THE Olympics, but it felt just like it.
The stadium was full, the atmosphere was electric and noisy and happy......so, so happy.
The crowd were ready to appreciate everybody's efforts - no thoughts of nationality; we loved them all.
Love was in the air!
And yes, the atmosphere was heightened greatly when David Weir came on the track for 1500 metres. He has won almost everything in his time in his wheel chair, from 100 metres to marathon.
When he came into the stadium everybody was on their feet.
The gun went. The wheels started to fly and arms pumped up and down. David held a sensible position for 3 laps and then powered away. Had he gone too soon? Will he be caught? No - he won the gold medal.
Everybody was smiling and cheering.
I am so thrilled to know that we will be going back - and know just what to expect.
Imagine though, 80,000 people all wanting to pass through Stratford Station at gone 10 o'clock at night.
We were advised to try a different route.
But later we met up with people who went through Stratford and said there was no hassle, no stress.
We just got a train at a quarter to midnight, back home. Home by 1 o'clock.
Yesterday we took many photographs....of course. First we wandered in the Olympic Park. Then at last we could go into the stadium.
There are too many to put here.
Other photos can be found on flickr.
http://www.flickr.com/photos/monklandpaula/
You can imagine that much of the day has been spent with photographs.
We did both have nurse appointments this morning.
The nurse has started me on the process of finding out if I might have some level of diabetes.
And Bill will have a choresterol test and see a lifestyle specialist nurse - health and fitness lifestyle that is.
