As happens every two years, I'm in the middle of spending exorbitant amounts of time glued to the TV. It's easier during the summer, but it doesn't stop me during the winter. I'm up past 11 every night, watching events unfold some 6000 miles away. It's thrilling, fascinating, and heartbreaking all at once. It's an addiction.
I feel a bit like an idiot yelling "Go! Go! Go!" at the TV. I mean, they're thousands of miles away, and wouldn't hear me through the tube even if we were on the same continent. But that doesn't stop me. I even sometimes get a little teary-eyed, watching these people - kids, really - at the topof their game, trying the hardest they've ever tried.
Citius, Altius, Fortius. So true. So true.