Wednesday, August 13, 2008

Observations while watching the Olympics.

Some brief observations while watching the Olympics.
  1. Those Chinese gymnasts look as much like 16 as I do.
  2. Where are those girls getting the blue eyeshadow? 1986?
  3. How do those gymnasts pull that hair into those incredibly tight ponytails, anyway? I could never get my hair to do that. They flip about, and not a hair moves.
  4. Every four years, while watching the Olympics, I wax poetic about how I could have been an Olympian - if only my parents had pushed me (because I apparently lack any natural drive for these types of things). If only I had a smidge of natural athletic ability. If only I hadn't quit tumbling class* (after, like, a few months) due to my entirely rational fear, and respect, of gravity. (I never trusted that my hands or feet would catch me.)
  5. Every Olympics needs a villain (remember the steroid injected East Germany women's swimmers of days gone by), and I'm beginning to wonder if the big bad dominating US is the villain in the eyes of the rest of the world.
  6. NBC has gotten better at covering the actual events. Remember back maybe a few Olympics ago when the coverage was nothing more than a bunch of Bob Costas human interest stories slapped together along with ridiculous segments of Katie Couric (she annoys me to tears) attempting to do some sport and the shenanigans that ensued. There's one particular speed skating segment from Salt Lake City where she wore a baggy sweater over the speed skating suit that continues to annoy R to this day.
  7. Notwithstanding the foregoing, NBC is spending a significant portion of their broadcasts explaining the time difference. "Remember folks, it's 10 a.m. Tuesday morning here in China and 10 p.m. Wednesday night on the East Coast in the US. "
  8. The time difference is taking some of the fun out of it for me. I like to go online and read the spoilers before watching the actual event. I'm a fun hater like that. Never been one to appreciate big surprises.
  9. What the hell is going on with the scoring system in Gymnastics? What happened to a 10? For those of us who only watch gymnastics every four years, it's confusing.
  10. There is something about Coke and McDonalds being corporate sponsors of the Olympics. I doubt that there is an elite athlete out there who consumes either.
  11. I wonder what the Olympics does for enrollment in swimming clubs and gymnastic gyms. They are sports that really only get their glory, for most Americans, every four years. Do parents suddenly think that their 5 year old is the next gold medalist and start over-scheduling the kid in hopes of ultimately reaching the parent's dream?
  12. R pointed me toward this article on the other day, and I think it is probably one of the better perspectives I've read about the Olympics. Despite China's abysmal records related to human rights and other questionable policies, I find it difficult to protest too loudly. In case you haven't notice, the US is not doing much better on many of these same topics which should be more infuriating.

The Good: All this Olympics watching (while keeping me up past my bedtime) has resulted in significant progress on the February Lady Sweater. I'm inching my way to the bottom at record (for me) speed.

The Bad: I think it's too small. Despite allowing about 1" ease and achieving gauge (a shocker for me), it appears that it will still be a bit snug. Perhaps a post-Olympics training program (whereby I get my butt off the couch) will fix it or a wash with aggressive blocking. Superwash wool should expand in the wash, right? I should have washed that gauge swatch. Frankly, I'm enjoying knitting it so much that it might not be that bad to knit it again. That's saying something.

*Said tumbling class was held on Saturday mornings in a tiny dance studio that was inexplicably located on the second floor of a shady hotel (which has since been remodeled into an amazing hotel). I think there were a creepy cast of characters who called the hotel home. Mostly we did cartwheels, roundoffs, backbends, and handsprings. I never advanced beyond that because of my previously mentioned respect for gravity. You want me to throw my hands behind me and trust that they catch me before my head hits the floor? Seriously. I haven't an ounce of natural athletic ability. I don't enjoy exercise, though I wish I did. I see people running, and I think wow wouldn't it be great if I enjoyed that. And then I try, and I feel like I could die. Or I break my foot. I am still looking for my Olympic event, however. I'm thinking archery or shooting (except that I hate guns and have a narrow, historical interpretation of the 2nd Amendment to back it up - I could write for days on that). Perhaps I'm better suited for a winter sport, like curling. That seems like an event you can do while enjoying a beer - which would be a plus.

4 comment(s). Tell me what you think!:

SockMamaLiz said...

I just can't get over the smog. It makes me wheeze just thinking about it!

I just knitted a superwash wool baby blanket that grew significantly in the wash, so you may be right on track... press on!

Knittripps said...

Well said.

BTW, if you think they gymnastics scoring is a little off the mark, just try and wrap your head around Olympic boxing's "computerized" scoring. Don't even get me starting on that one.

Knittripps said...

Oh yeah, and what about those McDonald's commercials with the atheletes who eat chicken sandwiches for breakfast, lunch, and/or dinner? Argh!

Alison Boon said...

Loved the post, echoes so much of waht was going through my mind. I watched the women's marathon today thinking, I could do that time, ( up to the 20k mark anyway) and then realised that unlike me they didn't collapse in a redfaced sweat melted heap.

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