This morning, (It’s Friday, by the way. Don’t worry. I had to ask, too.) Lindsay and I decided to take a personal day. After we finished writing our “what to watch tomorrow” stories, we headed to the city with no real schedule and definitely no plan. “We’ll just let it happen,” I said.

After fighting our way through the largest crowds yet, we stopped to have lunch at a random spot on Robson Street (read: the first restaurant without a wait) and watched the men’s Super G on TV. It’s funny. Most of the time I feel like I’m at the Olympics, missing the Olympics. So it was fun to watch an event, even if we were only watching it on TV.

Then we did some shopping, and some more shopping, and a little more shopping, ran in to a bunch of friends downtown and then decided we needed to sweat. That’s when our day got interesting.

LINDSAY WALKING INTO CANADIAN AMERICAN APPAREL …

After a good run, shoulder rehab and Lindsay’s crazy cross-fit leg workout, we were walking downstairs to shower when we saw a guy who looked a tad out of place. “Isn’t that Jared from Subway?” Lindsay asked. “Um, yes. And is he with my PR friend Carrie from LA? And Olympic gymnast Nastia Liukin?” Yes, yes and yes. Jared, Michael Phelps and Nastia were all at the gym filming a new commercial for Subway, a company Carrie works with. This was too good to pass up. So, for the next hour or so, we hung out and watched as Nastia put Jared through an ab workout and chatted with him and his folks about his training for the NYC marathon in November. “No, I definitely never thought this would be my life,” Jared told me. “I never thought I’d be working out with Michael Phelps and Olympic gymnasts.” Although they didn’t, I think Michael and Nastia were probably thinking the same.

After we said our goodbyes, but didn’t take any pictures (What were we thinking!!), Linz and I trekked back to our hotel to shower and change before heading back into the city for the Burton party at Club Bud. There, more randomness.

A few highlights …

*Watching Nancy Kerrigan interview my friends Gretchen Bleiler and Lindsey Jacobellis about their Olympic experience. Nancy looks really great, and very young. So much so that no one would believe me when I said, “Hey! That’s Nancy Kerrigan!” Then she introduced herself as Nancy Kerrigan and everyone got off my back.

*A group of people bombarded snowboardcross racer Graham Watanabe, ecstatic to meet him, hug him, get his autograph, take photos. “They can not be that excited to meet me,” he told me. “And they kept calling me Patty. Who’s Patty?” Apparently, word got around that Graham was actually Canadian figure skater Patrick Chan. Hysterical.

*We started an Olympic conga line that was perhaps more dangerous than the downhill course. At one point or another, every one of us went down. And a good 1/3 of the people in that line were athletes. Still, so much fun.

*Up in the VIP section, I met Carl Lewis, who was awesome and told Lindsay and me that next year, for his 50th birthday, he wants to “tell all.” Really? I asked him. “Yes,” he said. “And there is a lot to tell. So let’s talk.”

I know I said we were just going to let the day happen. But, really, did that just happen?

ONE OF THESE PEOPLE IS VERY, VERY FAST …