After two weeks of couch-potato Olympic coverage, I can definitely say I'm not moving swifter, higher or stronger. But I am in awe of the athletes who can! It's amazing what the human body can be trained and prepared to do.
I'll be the first one to admit that I'm not much of an athlete and have never been good at sports. Kickball was the bane of my elementary existence. Dressing down was the misery of my high school life. I've tried Jazzercise and believe you me, jumping around in front of a mirror while wearing a leotard is not a jazzy thing. Treadmills are ok, but I don't like that distinct hamster-on-a-wheel feeling and I have a terrible time sticking the dismount. Oh sure, the dog and I go for walks, but they are more of the sniff-and-stroll variety. So in the meantime, I'm trying to crochet my way to fitness. Aerobically, it leaves something to be desired, but the doilies are great!
Maybe I can petition the International Olympic Committee to add crochet as a sanctioned event. Just imagine the commentary: "Simple, elegant, neat and tidy. That's the best triple crochet stitch I've seen in the competition so far. If she manages to stick the tie-off, she'll be in contention for a medal..."
So to athletes, non-athletes, and crocheters everywhere, best of luck in your efforts to be citius, altius, and fortius!