Dum dum de dum dum dum de dum dum dum de dum dum de de dum dum dummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!!!!! ( I know, I know, that was a perfectly accurate rendition of the theme music on NBC. #NailedIt)
Don’t you just love the Olympics?
Spoiler alert: I do!
I mean really, when you sit down and think about it, there is absolutely nothing like the whole world sending representatives to participate in a giant sporting match that lasts for 2+ weeks. It’s really cool, and a great reminder that if nothing else, the world has sport and competition in common.
Full disclosure: I have been a major slacker when it comes to exercise this summer. It’s been too hot with too poor air quality to be running, and though I make an effort to do my rowing machine or lift weights instead, it’s been pretty sporadic.
Nothing exercise-related is quite as motivating as watching the Olympics.
Sure, these athletes have been working since they were born to be at the level of Olympian now. Most are also not allergic to Wheaties, which I hear is the Breakfast of Champions, so you know, they have that going for them as well.
But am I really the only one who sits on their couch and feels like “I could totally do that!” while watching an event?
(I’m not, right? You do it too? Yep, thought so.)
I don’t know why, but watching the Olympics gives me an inflated sense of what I personally am capable of. All it takes is 10 minutes, and I want to go out, find a beach volleyball court, and show the world that anyone can be Kerri Walsh Jennings if they just get out there!
Oh wait. Maybe anyone who is not allergic to the sun…
…and who doesn’t hate sand with the extreme passion with which I do.
Ok, so maybe let’s go inside.
I’m slightly hyper-mobile. Simone Biles might have springs inside her feet (#NoOtherExplanation), but I bet it’s not that hard to do…well whatever it is that she is doing out there.
Oh wait. Nope. No, no, no, really cannot do that.
(Nic Note: DO NOT TRY TO BE SIMONE BILES AT HOME IF YOU ARE NOT ACTUALLY SIMONE BILES)
Let’s head over to the pool.
Time for my inner Pisces to be unleashed!
Michael Phelps isn’t that fast. I could totally do that.
Well, you know, he is an entire foot taller than me. When he dives in, it’s like half the pool length right there. I’m calling unfair advantage.
Whoa, there, pony. Maybe I really am just a dog person.
Who put those cobblestones there? Um, ouch.
Let’s be realistic, I probably won’t be qualifying for a room at the Olympic Village in Toyko 2020. But it can still be motivating. The Olympics show us what is possible. We all have so much potential inside us. We just have to let it out!