Like any good summer storm, things around the March were deathly still today in anticipation of the insanity that will be tomorrow. We have a day of epic proportions ahead of us on Monday, starting at Queens Park and taking us all over Toronto in a frantic schedule of meetings, leading right into a day-trip to Georgetown (just west of Toronto) on Tuesday, followed by a mid-day meeting with Mayor David Miller on Wednesday.
It’s really an interesting (and tricky) time right now, sitting in my dad’s condo where everything is still and quiet, leaving me to look back at where we have been and peer over the tip of the peak ahead of me, seeing the rest of the trip tumbling down before me at an alarming pace. I feel almost like the last few weeks we have been swooping up and down the peaks and valleys of the first leg of our trip and now I’m sitting here, like the night before Christmas, about to crest the highest point on the roller coaster and rocket down the last big, steep and bending corner toward the end of the ride. The days are getting busier, the pace is ramping up, and before I know it I will be passing the city limit sign in Ottawa (21 days til touchdown, for those not counting).
At the same time, there is still a tremendous amount of work to do, a lot of meetings to be had, and a ton of pavement to rubberize. Luckily, there is still a full three weeks before that final bell is rung, but at the same time, I can’t help but think that this moment of quiet and calm will be one of the last opportunity to sit, calmly and quietly, and clearly think before the end of the trip.
So buckle your seat belt ladies and gentleman, because this ride is about to be kicked into overdrive!
I hope all you readers enjoy (and have been enjoying) the ride as much as me!