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Blergh!

I have a head cold! What a way to start the "home stretch" of this pregnancy!

On a brighter note, I guess it might be a good omen that I won't get sinusitis in the last couple of weeks of the pregnancy like I did with Bryn...

So. Tired.

As well as this, I'm feeling a great need to gripe about the fact that the Olympics are upon us. I've seriously been dreading this day all year!

Did I ever tell you guys that I qualified for the Disabled Olympics in 1984 - Los Angeles (hmmm, suddenly I'm umsure as to how to spell L.A.)...

Well, the reason being that I was in Iceland at the time, and well, Iceland doesn't have a lot of people, let alone disabled people, so all I had to do to qualify was beat one other person in the 50m breast stroke...

I didn't end up going because I really didn't understand the "magnitude" of this honour, and wasn't at all motivated to "train" 5 days a week for two hours every afternoon...

Anyhoo, this pretty much reflects my attitude towards major sports worship. I don't get it! I don't get why the people of this globe are so willing to throw money and energy at the worship of a select few who can run or swim fast, or jump high, or flip around on a mat to music...

People say that the Olympics bring the world together, but I haven't actually seen any significant evidence of that recently. Certainly not with these Beijing Olympics - for China it seems to be bringing more heat and judgement than "brotherly love"...

People say that the Olympics inspires people... To do what exactly? Sit around in front of the telly with a bag of chips and a beer/coke??? In the 111 years since the first modern day Olympics were held, earthlings have become MORE SEDENTIARY, MORE FAT, MORE DISEASE RIDDEN than before they began, so how are they inspiring people to be healthy, to challenge themselves, to achieve great goals???

To me, it just seems like a (not very) good reason to spend money frivolously...

It's not that I don't admire people who push themselves, but do they need to be idolised, given medals, stalked by the media???

And do we need to be drowned in Olympic media hype for two solid weeks???

Bring on the end of August already!

Comments

Amanda O. said…
Here HERE! And I could say this to sports "heros" in general... the dude *throws a ball well*... call me loony for not thinking this is life and world altering news! X_X

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