When they trail off the plane with medals in hand,
Hugging their families who have missed them so much;
It was worth all that effort
And we thank them with love for what they have done.
I saw this video a moment ago and I was in bits by the end of it. I love the Olympics and I tend to get quite emotional over it at the best of times. But having had it postponed and then having no spectators, with all of the struggles that the athletes must have gone through to get there; well that just added to the feels.
I’m really thankful to the athletes for giving us two weeks worth of highs and lows. You were all awesome and I can’t wait to see what they all do in Paris in three years time. It’s amazing what can be achieved when the world comes together.
I saw on Facebook, somebody had written that it would be far more entertaining if the Olympics were not for elite athletes but for ordinary people who randomly get called up for any sport. So you would get a letter through the post two weeks before telling you that you had been picked for the freestyle BMX event and you would just have to try your best.
Surely this would be great for stopping all of those armchair critics who seem to think that their nasty opinions are worth anything. The people slating Simone Biles might be less scathing in their attacks when they are called up for pole vault.
I also secretly would like to have a go at the dancing horse event; I reckon I’d do quite well at that. Any thoughts?
Placing hands that love and heal on our heavy shoulders
As we stride into those battles that seemed insurmountable.
They cry a tear or two with us, wishing they could touch
In much the same way that they could when living.
But never let it be forgot, that they are there,
Watching over when it hurts and when there’s joy,
They’re always there and if you wish it hard enough
You’ll still feel those arms, giving you a loving squeeze.
Sorry, another Olympic themed post. I am a sports fan so you might get bored over these next few weeks if you don’t care for swimming or athletics or any other new sport that I have taken a fancy to!
My most recent tears came in the diving when Tom Daley won gold in the synchronised event. In the UK, we have been watching him since he was 14 and just hoping that he will one day win.
This was made all the more important when his biggest fan, his dad, got a brain tumour and passed away. Since then, it feels as though it became more important to Tom, to make his dad proud.
He got that illusive gold this morning and it just made me think that his dad must have been smiling down. I really do think that the people we love, who have passed on, do watch over us and share in our successes. We may not be able to feel them and have a hug from them but they are definitely have them close all of the time.
I’m not sure if it’s pain, or hot and sticky shame
That makes failure so bitter to the tongue,
So uncomfortable, it stings the eyes when cameras
Are watching with their thick rimmed lenses,
Judging and assessing you, and knowing
It’s not good enough, you fell so bloody short.
No-one hates you but that’s not the way it feels,
As you slink out of the light, into the shadows
Where we lick our ugly gaping wounds.
I’m a self-confessed Olympics fan and although swimming is my favourite, I find myself getting drawn into everything else that is going on. And today’s action reminded me of the pain that comes with failure when you wanted something so bad.
Jade Jones is a double Olympic Taekwondo champion and an all round legend. Today she was going for her third title, but she crashed out in her first fight. It was a bit of a shock to watch but what was most important was to watch the interview with her afterwards.
She was just so emotional and it was heartbreaking to see how five years of work, gone in a few minutes, affects a person.
Now, Jade is an Olympian so just getting there makes her anything but a failure, but she didn’t achieve what she wanted and it was crushing. And what makes it worse is that it has to be watched on such a global stage. When you just want to curl up and cry, it takes an immense amount of strength and dignity to go out there and give an interview about what ‘went wrong’.
I don’t know about you, but I struggle with failure and I’ve had plenty of them throughout my life. It’s amazing how lonely you feel in these moments, like nobody else has ever suffered that devastation before.
I remember being about fourteen and missing a medal in the county championships by less that a second. I went straight to the changing rooms and I buried my face in my towel so that nobody could hear my sobs. It was very lonely in that changing cubicle and I wish that I’d had somebody to give me a hug and tell me that it happens to EVERYONE.
Today, I wanted to give Jade a hug. I’m sure she’ll recover but I’m sure she is hurting tonight.
That tightly pulled silence that stretches over crowds
And then a simple beep to set the wheels in motion,
The world just holding one collective breath
As swimmers pull and runners push for just a moment,
Four years of sacrifice all rolled into minutes.
We just see that moment in time when everything
Comes together and a gleaming medal is hung
Around their necks, photos taken and anthems sung,
Was it worth it? Of course it was.
I’m absolutely buzzing for the start of the Olympics; to have the chills that only come with sport. I think it’s because I was an athlete as a kid, so I know the sacrifices that are made. I never made it to the Olympics but I can certainly understand what they have put themselves through.
I was lucky enough to go to the London Olympics and see the first day of swimming. It was only the heats but the atmosphere felt electric. I remember the British swimmer, Hannah Miley, won her heat in the 400m IM and I burst into tears. All the hairs on my arms stood on end and it just felt like one of the most amazing moments in my life.
These Olympics will obviously be very different, with no crowds, but I’m sure the athletes will realise that we are all in our living rooms, cheering them on. It will still be possible to have the chills, we just need to become 100% invested in their race and their story, because they have all fought through difficulties to get there.
The video above is enough to have the chills no matter who you are. There will be magical moments and heartbreaking moments and we need to enjoy them and live them with the athletes.
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