The Olympics are over; the closing ceremony was enchanting. Over the course of the past week, I have found myself swelling with pride for China. They really did a good job with everything, the athletes were remarkable.
It was really inspiring. I really feel like I can do anything when I watch these people glide through the water, gracefully stride across the track, dive, flip, turn, kick, throw, it's like a plethora of talent and determination. They seem to glimmer with the spark of intense training and lifelong goals. Their dreams shoot out of their arms as they reach for the gold.
Then again, it's all much easier said/watch than done. I want to push my body to its limits, to feel the pain that comes with getting better, but when I'm actually feeling it, when my lungs and heart are protesting what my legs want to keep doing, the inspiration wavers.
It gives way to weakness and excuses. Running is too mental of a sport to withstand negative thoughts. I need to have a constant supply of positive feeling and motivational quotes to chant through my head.
The ideal conditions, though, is music that pounds through your head, entering through your ear and exiting in the form of speed.
ON THE OTHER HAND,
I have thus far been inebriated twice without huge consequences. My control is improving. I found my happy point, and managed to stay there. I also saw something I most certainly never expected to see in real life.
I did the first half of my back to school shopping-- got two pairs of jeans, two shirts.
I need to get a pair of shoes, and also some more shirts/jeans.
I have a remaining balance of $155.
Sunday, August 24, 2008
Saturday, August 9, 2008
Brevity.
The Olympics:
Athletes to make me swoon -
Ryan Lochte
Michael Phelps
Alessio Boggiatto
They inspire me to run further, faster, stronger, although they are all swimmers. I do love swimmers on an Olympic level. The broad shoulders, the abs, the smooth, absence of hair, mmm.
I feel an extreme necessity to run now. To be a superhero in human form, to push my body to its limits. To share in the spirit of the Olympics.
Athletes to make me swoon -
Ryan Lochte
Michael Phelps
Alessio Boggiatto
They inspire me to run further, faster, stronger, although they are all swimmers. I do love swimmers on an Olympic level. The broad shoulders, the abs, the smooth, absence of hair, mmm.
I feel an extreme necessity to run now. To be a superhero in human form, to push my body to its limits. To share in the spirit of the Olympics.
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