The Olympics have been everything I’ve wanted them to be and more. The competition, the Patriotism, the athletes that all look like they could kick my ass (save for the ping pongers and the speedwalkers), a swimmer’s mommy accidentally claiming her son has lots of one-night stands.
And while I will never ever have the athletic ability to be an Olympian (if my run/brush with heatstroke yesterday was any indication) and have yet to reach my summer goal of doing ONE pull-up (Hey, there’s still August!), at least my super badass mother and aunts can do this. At the same time!
P.S. Go google speedwalking if you missed it Saturday. Quite possibly the dumbest sport ever.