Olympic Gold Mentalist

OK, so it was only a matter of time before the Olympics blog reared it's head, and here it is. With the buzz of the Olympics building over the last few years, and then the utter madness as the last couple of weeks were counting down to the opening ceremony, I wasn't exactly the strongest supporter of London 2012. Not that I was anti-Olympics in any way, just that it was getting a bit too much to take in.

So 9.00pm Friday 27th July came and the opening ceremony began, and with a glass of Pimms in hand me and Stewart watched the ceremony unfold in a slightly tipsy state. And what a freaking ceremony it was! Of course there's that potential 'I'm British' bias and whatnot, but it was a spectacular display, absolutely amazing story, stage, and atmosphere. The buzz in the bar we were in was brilliant, with everyone just enjoying the spirit of it all and having a good time. As the countries all came out in order I cheered for all my Topshop countries (Go Canada! Go Israel! Go Czech! Go Poland! Go Slovenia!) and then of course went mental for Team GB. I'm not sure I've ever felt so patriotic.

And so suddenly I'm an absolute Olympic convert. A complete mentalist who has been hooked to every single event no matter whether I know the event or not. Cycling, archery, women's beach volleyball, sailing, table tennis, boxing, dressage, swimming, diving, gymnastics, tennis, shooting. I don't even know the rules to most of them but I'm glued to the screen and getting very excited indeed. In fact just now I got quite emotional when the men's team gymnastics crept into silver place unexpectedly! (the Japanese appealed though and we went back down to bronze, still good, but I'm a bit anti-Japan right now...). I'm shouting at the TV, my arms are going in the air. THIS IS SPORT! WHAT IS HAPPENING TO ME?! and it's only day 3!!

I've literally planned my evenings around watching as many events as possible. I actually have a schedule. Tonight I started watching when I got home at 5.40. I'll watch until 9pm when I'll pop to the gym for a workout (now more than ever I want the body of an athlete...) and then back for more viewing when I get back. I should be able to cram another couple hours in between gym and bed. Literally obsessed. I now just need them to re-release some of those spare tickets so I can actually go and watch them. I would probably die.

Anyways, writing this is clearly getting in the way of my Olympic viewing. Go watch and support Team GB everyone. Feeling so very proud right now.

That is all.