Pull Up A Chair…
Hello. I’m Christy. And I’m an Olympics junkie.
I have been watching nonstop sports coverage for a week, I’m exhausted…and there is a whole other week to go. Boo yah! Did I mention that track and field competitions started yesterday? Oooooh, I’m tingly.
Seriously, though, yesterday evening, Dara Torres — who is my hero at the age of 42 and still kicking swimming ass — displayed some wonderful sportsmanship by stopping a swimming preliminary heat in the women’s 50 meters so that a Swedish swimmer could run and change her ripped swimsuit. And that woman was her main competitor in the heat. She said to the NBC interviewer that in the pool those folks are her competitors, but out of the pool they are all friends.
Sad that it was unusual enough to note, but it was a lovely gesture nonetheless. Good on her.
But the lack of sleep is making me punchy. So while I grab more coffee, I thought I’d share some tidbits with all of you:
— For more on the unusual architecture of the swimming facility, read here.
— This one’s for Jane: mystery of what’s on Phelps’ iPod? Solved.
— So much for the old chestnut "it’s not whether you win or lose but how you play the game." Painful.
— And this guy? Amazing story.
— Athletes come in all shapes and sizes and skills. But these folks are amazing.
So, that’s what I’ve been thinking about in my spare time this week, between running around buying school clothes (The Peanut starts kindergarten in two weeks) and trying to figure out what to pack to go to Denver. (Mr. ReddHedd has made me promise to no longer ask him, "Does this make me look chunky?") What’s up with you? What have you watched or read or heard or done that has inspired you or made you laugh? Do tell. Pull up a chair…