So La Dolce Vespa will be broadcasting live from Seattle next week. Said trip to Seattle will represent a welcome reprieve from the daily grind as well as the Olympics-watching that has consumed my life for the past, uh… as long as I can remember. As for the daily grind, this will be my first entire week off work in two and a half years, and I am looking forward to it. As for the Olympics, I have no idea how I got so into watching them, as I don’t remember catching a single second of the Athens games. I recently bought a much larger television, and I’m pretty sure the 555 extra lines of video it provides has enabled Bob Costas to hypnotize me into watching entire marathons, synchronized diving and, say, women’s weightlifting. The other day I actually yelled “Show us the stro-mo!” Out loud. Who does that?! I even got a little teary the first three hundred times I saw the Derek Redmond VISA ad. And I never tear up at anything media-related, especially commercials. I specifically remember watching Old Yeller at school as a child and rolling my eyes at the end while all the other kids were bawling their brains out.
So the biggest problem with the summer Olympics is that it is hard to get anything done while they are going on. Thank you, oh glorious IOC, for only holding them every four years—although an even five might be better. The second biggest problem with the summer Olympics is that if you watch enough of them, they tend to make you feel like an unaccomplished, out-of-shape loser. After a while, it starts to seem as if everyone is breaking world records and winning buckets of gold medals—everyone, that is, except you. It was with this sense of overwhelming defeat that I began to research what Olympic sport was best suited for a thirty-two year old woman who had never been especially athletic. Said research has culminated in my decision to take up archery. See you in London, Zhang Juanjuan.
But the Olympics aren’t all bad. They sure beat anything else on the late summer television lineup, with the possible exception of Project Runway. There was one segment with Mary Carillo that featured a bunch of baby pandas, which was cool. And if you, like me, struggle with the occasional body-image issue, I might suggest watching a little women’s weightlifting (+75 kg). It’s good for the soul.
But with all due respect to Messrs. Phelps and Bolt, I have no doubt that their recent accomplishments will soon be trumped by one man’s brave willingness to part ways with his esophagus. Go Pdaddy!
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you would be so fun to watch the olympics with, ginny. :)
my favorite sport so far? the race walk. that is some seriously funny hip movement. you must check it out if you happened to have missed it. oh man. so funny.
we watched archery, it was pretty cool. and like everything else you try, i bet you'd rock it out.
give our loves to your daddy. what a brave dude he is.
when i saw mary's segment on pandas i thought of you and wondered how the miniaturizing was going.
Okay... I completely lost my train of thought when I just read Leslie's comment. The race walk is the strangest thing ever. I just kept saying over and over, "This is a sport? And what are they doing with their hips??"
Nevertheless I have been trying to walk like that all day. I can't get it. My hips just don't move like that.
Have a great week off! And give your dad & mom an extra hug from me.
i totally got sucked in this year... after i had spouted off about not really liking the olympics.
did you see poor lolo jones kick the hurtle?! sadness.
i am boycotting this post because how can you not mention his hair?
i -never- watch the olympics nor do i ever care about them... however, i've been totally sucked quite a few times this year already! i'm shocked at myself and yet amazed at these athletes! it's crazy!
I'm using Costas as my model for what not to do when my hair comes back in. Unfortunately, the hair loss has not improved my swimming or running speed and I was harpooned at the beach when I tried one of those Speedo fastskin suits.
I still love watching May & Walsh and not for their suits or lack thereof (especially since they women have about 1% bodyfat) but for their enthusiasm for each other and their sport after all these years and all their wins. Every point is like the first one they eve scored. And now they both want to start families which is cool, too. Besides, maybe after the kids are born they'll pull a Dara Torres.
However, we really haven't watched a huge amount of these Olympics compared to past years so you'll have to fill us in up in Seattle.
I love the olympics. And I love you. I miss the olympics and I miss you. That's all.
I for some reason also have no recollection of Athens but I did watch Sydney. It's great to hear from you; I just loved that Olympic synopsis. And have a good trip; I am sure that tomorrow's events will be wildly successful!
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