The other day, we were at a local tavern with friends watching the Olympics. As we were looking at the menu, Matt said, "I can't order a burger while we're watching these people." And he ordered a grilled chicken salad.
Every time I watch the Olympics, I realize a number of things:
- I need to brush up on geography, because I don't know where a lot of these countries are
- There are a bunch of sports that I had no idea were in the Olympics
- With a lot of hard work and sacrifice, humans can do amazing things
I also always feel a little bummed, because I'm too old to pick up a sport and become that level of an athlete at anything. And I probably don't have the right genes. But that's not the point.
The point is, no matter where you are on the athletic spectrum, watching the Olympics is motivating. It's perfect timing for me because summer marathon training is the pits. I very much do not want to go to the track after work today and do 600s, totaling 9 miles. It's going to be in the high 80s or low 90s after work. But you know what, these athletes push through much worse than that. If they can run 100-200miles a week, I can log 50.
I'm mostly looking forward to the women's marathon early on Sunday morning (for obvious reasons), but I'm enjoying watching athletes of all sorts push themselves towards the gold.