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World of Couch Potatoes

It’s an event that only comes once every four years and for a select few, it’s the event of their lives.  They train day in and day out, following rigorous schedules, diets, and physical determination that requires self-motivation beyond my imagination.  It’s the Olympics.  And it’s turned me into the laziest couch potato I’ve ever been. 

Excluding the moments of glory, like when the U.S relay swim team beat France after their bad-mouthing antics, and I jumped out of my comfortable cushion to scream along with millions and watch the expression on Michael Phelps that will most likely appear on the next Wheaties box-- I remain cuddled and calm, only feeling slightly guilty that while they’re displaying the greatest amount of strength and energy, the only thing I’m finishing is my bag of Doritos.

I think everyone’s favorite thing about the Olympics is the way it binds us all together.  It’s amazing to me that after all the years and wars and hatred man-kind has exerted on one another, a simple game of sport can let us put down weapons and pick up a volley-ball.  Seeing three different flags rise above the heads of athletes who bear smiles as bright as their medals is something I think everyone should take the time to stop, sit down for a minute, and appreciate.  Even if it does make me a couch potato. 

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