Showing posts with label olympics. Show all posts
Showing posts with label olympics. Show all posts
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
Monday, August 18, 2008
Olympics and the Clean and Jerk
Well....it all started with my husband showing my kids the Olympic weight lifting style--the "Clean and Jerk". For purposes of keeping a fairly family friendly blog, I won't post my comment to that one. Anyway, I did take pics of Curt showing the boys how it is done with my regular camera
...This is a camera phone pic of Sam.
Notice the dress belt and the broom, for crying out loud. Wish I had video of Curt. I bet I can still convince him. We are worn out with watching the Olympics on delayed time! We don't get to bed until after midnight every night! Thank heavens Michael Phelps is finished swimming and the gymnasts are through!!! Whew! It is fun watching the Korean channel because it always has badminton, table tennis, archery, diving etc. I haven't seen the trampoline or the synchronized swimming---I love that one. The women's weight lifting has been interesting...Heavens, they are big! What does overweight have to do with being strong? Apparently, quite a bit!
I bet the Aussie's have been watching! What a bunch of swimmers from down under!!! How fun would that be to be at the Olympics?!!
I don't like to watch sports on TV, but somehow I LOVE watching the Olympics! I learn so much about the game and about the people competing. What dedication they have. I nearly fell over when they said Michael Phelps was 15 when he competed in his 1st Olympics. That is Will's age!! What?!!! I was on my feet yelling at the TV as he swam to the wall--"Go! Go! Go! Reachhhhhhhh!!!!!!! Yes!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" I felt like his mom in the stands! As Paula Radcliff came "running" into the stadium at the end of the women's marathon, I was almost in tears for her. "Come on, Paula. You can do it. Just one more lap. You have to say you finished!" Then as she neared the finish line another runner was closing in behind her. "No," I pleaded. "Please don't pass her now." She didn't and Paula crossed the finish line. I can only imagine the relief and sense of accomplishment she felt to have made it. I guess that is why I watch. I want them all to feel that accomplishment whether there is a medal involved or not. The Olympics---a metaphor for living your life.
...This is a camera phone pic of Sam.
Notice the dress belt and the broom, for crying out loud. Wish I had video of Curt. I bet I can still convince him. We are worn out with watching the Olympics on delayed time! We don't get to bed until after midnight every night! Thank heavens Michael Phelps is finished swimming and the gymnasts are through!!! Whew! It is fun watching the Korean channel because it always has badminton, table tennis, archery, diving etc. I haven't seen the trampoline or the synchronized swimming---I love that one. The women's weight lifting has been interesting...Heavens, they are big! What does overweight have to do with being strong? Apparently, quite a bit!I bet the Aussie's have been watching! What a bunch of swimmers from down under!!! How fun would that be to be at the Olympics?!!
I don't like to watch sports on TV, but somehow I LOVE watching the Olympics! I learn so much about the game and about the people competing. What dedication they have. I nearly fell over when they said Michael Phelps was 15 when he competed in his 1st Olympics. That is Will's age!! What?!!! I was on my feet yelling at the TV as he swam to the wall--"Go! Go! Go! Reachhhhhhhh!!!!!!! Yes!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" I felt like his mom in the stands! As Paula Radcliff came "running" into the stadium at the end of the women's marathon, I was almost in tears for her. "Come on, Paula. You can do it. Just one more lap. You have to say you finished!" Then as she neared the finish line another runner was closing in behind her. "No," I pleaded. "Please don't pass her now." She didn't and Paula crossed the finish line. I can only imagine the relief and sense of accomplishment she felt to have made it. I guess that is why I watch. I want them all to feel that accomplishment whether there is a medal involved or not. The Olympics---a metaphor for living your life.
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