One of the many things I love about the Olympics include the personal stories. All the hardships the athletes have had to overcome to get there. A childhood illness, perhaps, or an injury. I also love seeing the stary-eyed expressions on the athletes, as well as their determination.
The majority of us love seeing others excell. When someone falls off the parallel bars or the pummel horse, the audience gives a collective gasp. When a diver makes a less-than-graceful dive into the water, we wince. Why? It's not happening to us. Nor do we personally know the athlete. As human beings, we just hate seeing others' hopes and hard work dashed, whether the athlete comes from USA, France, Croatia or Japan. We are uplifted by their competitive spirits and want the best for them.
Too bad they can't all win.
I'll be glued to the Olympics the next two weeks. Cheering, crying, and gasping. How about you. Can we get a gold medal for cheering them on?
BEST OF LUCK TO TEAM USA.
4 comments:
I also love the way it brings countries together. Very inspiring.
Yes, Sandra, it shows us we're more alike than different. We all have hopes and dreams and passions and problems. We all breathe the same air as JFK once said in a speech.
I think just making it to the Olympics makes them all winners. I love the inspirational stories some of the competitors share.
I love the opening ceremonies...
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