As we are all probably quite aware, the Queens Baton Relay made its way through Falkirk last week, and was welcomed by thousands of excited spectators, desperate to see the famous gold and silver baton.
I was lucky enough to see the baton twice in one day; once at Calendar Park in the afternoon and again at The Helix in the evening.
I feel quite privileged actually. The baton’s travelled all over the world, and I’ve seen it twice.
Of course, the most privileged are those who were nominated to be baton bearers. I knew quite a few of them – one being one of my closest friends, Rebecca, who will no doubt, one day, win gold at the Olympics for swimming, while another two, Robert and Derek Callahan, are both involved with my gymnastics. Robert is my coach and his son Derek is a former Commonwealth Games team member.
Another baton bearer that I know personally is Blair Fowler, a cancer survivor who is a huge name in the sport of table tennis. Blair was nominated through the school to carry the baton, and, frankly, I think we chose the best person for the job.
I saw Blair and gold medal gymnast Steve Frew carrying the torch on behalf of Falkirk. As cliche as it sounds, they really were magical moments.
The fact that this baton has travelled all over the world is something amazing in itself, but for it to be in our hometown is something else. There was something about the atmosphere, both at Calendar Park and The Helix, that made the relay that bit more magical to watch, and gave me a sense of pride as to where I was from.
I know I’m a week late in saying this but honestly, the Commonwealth Games are aiming to leave a legacy starting right from the relay, and frankly, I think they’ve done just that already.
I cannot wait for the Games to start, because if that’s the atmosphere that’s being created now, I can’t even begin to think what it’ll be like when the Games begin.