Most people who know me, know how crazy, over the top, obsessed I am with the Olympics and especially Team Canada. Let’s just say that if it was acceptable to wear Olympic clothing to work everyday, I totally would. I mean, I’ve already decked myself out the last two Fridays (check out the run pic below) and I’ve been sporting my awesome Canada toque just about everywhere since September 2013, but the Olympics are so much more to me than that. They are truly motivating and inspirational to me. I actually FEEL it in my soul.
I don’t know if it’s because of this journey I am on right now, or if I’ve changed, but I am so much more emotional about them this time round. I’ve probably cried more times watching medal ceremonies and beautiful acts of sportsmanship in the last two weeks than I have in the span of my entire life (total exaggeration, or is it?). I love watching our athletes compete and seeing them encourage their fellow competitors to victory. I’ve said this probably thousands of times, but I am NEVER more proud to be Canadian than when the Olympics are on.
Today was no exception. I got a chance to watch Olympic history as one of my favourite athletes – Kaillie Humphries – won her second gold medal in women’s bobsleigh, and back to back no less with her teammate Heather Moyse. WHOOP WHOOP! Big Congrats to them both!
While I don’t know Kaillie personally (although the fan girl in me wishes I did), she inspires me to put everything I have into my training. It sounds funny, and even cliche to say that when I need some extra motivation, I look for her quotes or even videos highlighting her training. This is one of my favourites:
Every time I watch it, I see the dedication and it makes me want the same. I still have a long way to go in my journey and I’m certainly not training to win an Olympic gold medal, but I am so proud of how far I have come, and this week in particular gave me a glimpse into how much I’ve been improving.Yesterday was nothing shy of ah-mazing. I did a warm up, 5 sets of hills, and a cool down in less than an hour. I managed to keep a steady pace while running my hills too. Oh, and to give myself an extra pat on the back, I did all of this with the snow blowing in my face. After hills, I hit the pool, and this is where the magic really happened. I swam 52 laps in 40 minutes. FIFTY-TWO! To put that into perspective, that’s 1.3km’s. I was floored. I still don’t believe it.
Then came today. Feeling tired all day, I struggled with the idea of hitting the pool again (insert Kaillie Humphries video), but I got my shit together and went. I didn’t know if that whole 52 lap awesomeness would happen again, but it didn’t matter. The most important thing was going. Let me be the first to say that I don’t even believe the words I am about to type, but I swam 60 laps today in 40 minutes. Yup. That’s no typo. A whopping 60 laps, or 1.5km’s. While my outside face is cool, calm and collected, inside, I am high-fiving myself like nobody’s business. Just like this.
Soooo the moral of the blog story is, the Olympics are GREAT for Alex’s morale, and I’m just going to put it out there, you know, since the universe likes giving me things – can the Olympics be on FOR-EV-ER? (yes, that was a Sandlot reference). Fingers crossed the universe listens because I like riding the inspiration train!