I love sports…and I really love watching the Olympics, so the next few weeks are guaranteed to be exciting! There’s nothing like watching athletes compete for the glory of personal accomplishment and national pride.
Unlike pro sports, there’s no cash attached…..no fat contracts on the line…except, of course if you win the GOLD. I really don’t believe that’s the motivation driving these young people to sacrifice literally years of their lives to train for events that usually last but a few seconds.
None of us at home, relaxing in our easychairs can relate to the challenge, the butterflies and nervousness, the pressure to perform or the emotions associated with winning or losing. Not that we won’t bark “advice” while clutching a beer and a bag of chips! “Why didn’t she do it this way?!” “Why did he let that guy catch up to him!” “He CHOKED!” “She totally blew it!”
What nerve we have! Most of us get winded making the trip to the refrigerator-and here we are—judging the performance of athletes whose margin of winning and losing is measured in hundredths or thousandths of a second.
Like we could do better.
Maybe we could… the minute “Snacking” becomes an Olympic event.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment