I am not known for my sporting prowess, the only time I run is for the bus and I wouldn’t be able to last one lap in the pool, but here I am carrying the Olympic torch.
Since I’m fairly certain I will never be a future Olympian, this had me giddy with excitement. Just look at me: it looks like I’m about to swing it like a baseball bat – and that thought is pretty scary. My ex-classmates can fill you in on how bad I am at softball.
The torch is a tad heavier than I thought it would be and it has the London 2012 logo jutting out from its side, which you can’t see in this picture.
How did I get hold of it? I’m afraid that would be giving the game away. A hint, though: I always knew there would be some perks about returning to work.
Off to do some athletics training and push-ups.