Saturday, August 23, 2008
I don’t find these Olympic mascots particularly endearing.
Perhaps because I’m not a little kid?
It could also be due to the fact I am just plain cranky about the host country of the 2008 Olympics. My jaw clenches when a shot of Tiananmen Square is shown, when a little girl is deemed not pretty enough to sing at the opening ceremony, when I hear weather modification was used to prevent rain…stuff like that…
Politics and peeves aside, I’ve certainly been cheering on all the athletes who - despite the heat, humidity, smog and pollution – have done their utmost to compete and make proud their respective countries.
It’s been a pleasure to see such excellence, determination and talent.
Wish I’d never stop running when I was younger. (As in, very much younger.) I used to win races. I was good. How come no one ever suggested I might be an Olympic hopeful? How come I never thought of it myself?
Beth, bursting through the finish line in the women’s 200 metre sprint (my imagination can’t handle the women’s 5000) to the cheers of the crowd – standing on the podium with her gold medal and smiling as “Oh, Canada” is played.
Guess I was never that good.
Anyway, at this stage in my life, “… it takes all the running you can do, to keep in the same place. If you want to get somewhere else, you must run at least twice as fast as that!”
(Lewis Carroll - Through the Looking Glass - Chapter 2)