Who else was heartbroken over Andy Murray losing Wimbledon this morning? Anyone? Well, I was. I mean, the kid has just tried so hard. And in any other era he would be the best, except that he's in the era of Roger Federer and Rafael Nadal. And he has the whole weight of the Empire on his shoulders. Ugh, the poor lamb.
I consoled myself by eating an OtterPop and taking a nap. Which I'm sure he also did, as those are two things that are bound to bring some kind of peace and perspective.
Oh well, on to the Olympics with you, Andy.
Speaking of, who is SUPER PUMPED for the Olympics like? I'm not just talking about casually interested in them as in, "Hm, do I watch the 1500 meter time trials or do I watch the Kardashians?" (fact: if you choose the Kardashians over the Olympics you are dead to me. And do not even try to convince me otherwise. No amount of brownies will get you back over on the good list.) I am talking about clearing out your DVR and freeing up your schedule for two whole weeks so that you can devote all non working/sleeping hours to watching every single event that they care to show, including dressage because fancy horse stepping is sort of mesmerizing. That's the kind of excitement I'm looking for.
If you were the freakishly atheltic type what Olympic sport would you participate in? I would chose some kind of water sport, like kayaking or rowing because 1.) you get to sit and 2.) when you're done you can just jump in the water to cool off and 3.) I love me a boat.