I don’t think I can even comprehend the amount of pressure that is placed on Olympic athletes. Working your whole life for something, then representing your country in front of an international audience, how does one even focus, let alone execute something extremely physically demanding?? I watched the women’s gymnastics qualifying event tonight and the U.S. team seemed to waver a little under the pressure. They’ll still come out fine in the end, but they showed they are human after all. Swimming is on now, and I’m not really so sure Michael Phelps is human. He might be a superhero.
Meanwhile, the Olympics at my house was much less stressful this weekend, but full of multiple events.
Saturday evening after a nice dinner out, we played a game of Scrabble while we drank some wine. I came out with the Gold, defeating the Mr. for the first time in history. It was probably a personal record, too, which I owe all to this 48-point word early on in the game:
Sunday afternoon we played 9 holes of golf at a Par 3 course (which means it should be easy and quick…). It was only my second time on a golf course, but I enjoyed spending some quality time with the Mr.
You might notice something in my pictures that doesn’t move, despite my best efforts 🙂