After spending 2 weeks sitting on my a$$ watching the world's best athletes compete, it got me thinking:
Maybe I should train and become an Olympic athlete? (I always do this, just ask my husband.) Anytime I'm inspired by ANYTHING, I want to be a part of it.
Two of my best friends are doctors. "Maybe I should go to medical school? I like biology & anatomy."
Husband: "But what about math?"
Me: "Oh yeah. I hate math. Nevermind."
And just like that, I forget about it.
But not the Olympics. I'm seriously thinking about the Olympics. But I would have to pick a sport that you can just "pick up" when you're 30. Gymanstics is out. Damn.
So I thought, what about rowing? I could get into that. But I heard that it's so painful it feels like you're dying...Hmm. Maybe not.
How about shot-put? I have broad shoulders. I could throw shit.
Or speed walking? Just kidding. That's not a sport. Oh wait...it is. (sorry!)
And then I realized...I'M ALREADY TRAINING FOR THE OLYMPICS!! Every night at 7:00pm, I begin my "routine" as I train for the MOM OLYMPICS!
To see me in action, please click HERE!
*I apologize in advance for the less-than-stellar quality of this video. I didn't have access to my real video camera, so the good old iphone camera had to step in...*
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