The only problem is that the Olympics are killing me. Not literally, of course, but if you count
sleep as something we need to stay alive, then I’m like an out of control
downhill skier about to wipe-out on the course.
Thanks to technology, Hubby and I record the broadcast and spend our
nights watching it when we get home from work.
If we both were to get home at a decent hour, this would not pose a
problem. But we’re usually sitting down
to watch the competition about 9:30 pm. Even fast-forwarding through
commercials, we are still up late before winding down for the night.
When we were in our twenties, midnight was nothing – the
night was just getting started. Now that
we are past the age of 35, staying up till midnight after a full day at work is
an issue. Especially when we have to get
up early the next morning. One night of
this is fine, but two weeks?
Apparently Hubby and I should have started training for the
Olympics months ago. Whether we hired a
coach or trained on our own, we could have gotten our bodies into top shape to
withstand the stress of Olympic competition.
I’m sure there’s an app for this; why didn’t we download it? Training to watch the Olympics probably
includes sleep deprivation marathons, followed by some sort of
all-natural-looks-like-grass-in- a-blender protein drink. There’s probably training on the fastest way
to use the DVR controls, the most efficient ways to watch the events and
instruction on how to power nap while waiting for the judges’ scores.
Unfortunately Hubby and I did not get the memo telling us to
prepare for the games. Our training consisted of sporadic trips to the gym,
attempts at becoming a human pretzel in yoga, racing home from work to throw
something of questionable nutritional value in the oven and, since we seem to
live on the surface of the sun, sweating profusely from walking the dog in 100+
degree heat so she can have a potty break.
This was all followed by a cool-down period of sitting on the couch with
an ice cream treat.
We may have missed the mark with our training program but we
are really enjoying the Olympics. Even if it kills us.
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