Observations from the couch

Here I am...blogging about the thighs of gymnasts. I think it's mainly just muscle envy.

While watching the Olympic trials, I noticed there was something different about a few of the gymnasts. Nothing huge or major (well, except the fact that they were DIFFERENT people than last time, I'm not that silly.) After a while, we figured out it was their thighs!

Here are pictures of Carly from 2004 and Nastia from 2008 (Yes, we really are on a first name basis....except they don't know I exist. Ignore that fact.)

and now, Gabby Douglas and Jordan Weiber (I'm still using last names. Clearly, we have not gotten to know one another so well. After all, we are only a few days into the Olympics!)

 

Much larger right?

Totally!

Okay, not that different.

I think I had a smudge on my glasses. I'm pretty sure. I hope.

And that's what I observe from the couch.  Oh, and when I go to the gym and get on treadmills with tv I always watch food network. It's a total oxymoron. That had nothing to do with gymnasts thighs. Like I said, oxymoron.

Olympia

 I love the Olympics! It must be the proud American in me, but I seriously just want our people to win! No offense to the Russians and Chinese, but we Americans have way more team spirit. Which is way more awesome. If I had an Olympic shirt, I would totally be wearing it. Just so everyone in our house can know which team I'm rooting for. Oh, and I'm thrilled the gymnastics gym is pink. Me and Jordan Weiber - we like pink.

Of course, the Olympics start on the day I have my swim meet. I went and did my best. I swam hard and even did well in the relay. I felt pretty good. And then I came home and watched the Olympics. And I felt like a dork.

I'm exhausted after a 50? and they are doing 800 METERS? Geez, watching the Olympics is NOT a way to boost self confidence.

Also, our friends stopped by today. Which was extra cool! Because I'm more the "Just stop by" type than the plan for weeks in advance. Spontaneous is just so much more fun right? They also came over post swim team-mid nap- pre shower (which basically means I was sleeping and my hair looked like a rats nest. Lovely.) I woke up, blabbered a little, got some lemonade and forgot to drink it and had a wonderful time for the 10 minutes they were there.

So that was my day. I'm off to watch more Olympics. Prepare to see my swimming self confidence reach an all time low.