Sunday, July 29, 2012

Olympics 2012

It’s only day 2 and I’m already obsessed with the Olympics. The games are the first thing I watch in the morning and the last thing I watch at night. I bet Tim is sorry I let him put a TV in the bedroom several years ago. He caught me yelling at the U.S. women’s cyclists this morning. “Every four years you become an expert on cycling,” he said, rolling his eyes. Indeed. Yesterday I announced that my new favorite word is “peloton.”

Actually, I like all the sports where the athletes compete directly against each other—e.g., swimming, volleyball (especially beach volleyball—yay, Misty May-Treanor and Kerri Walsh!), and most track events. I’m less enthused by the sports that judges get to decide—e.g., gymnastics and diving—because they’re just too subjective, though the U.K.’s Louis Smith was pretty amazing last night on the pommel horse.

Anyway, though we have lots of other things going on, I’m pretty much going to be held hostage by the Olympics over the next two weeks, so don’t worry if I don’t write!

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