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Sunday, 12 August 2012

Olympic fever, patriotism, and a recipe for magic...

Unless you've been gobbling tinned anchovies in a cave for the past two weeks, you will be well aware that our bloody great Britain has been busy playing host to the greatest show on earth. Yup, for the past fortnight, Olympic fever has swept across the nation in a jubilant manner, and I am proud to say that I have cycled, backflipped, sprinted, high-jumped, dived, pole-vaulted and boxed my way onto the bandwagon like a gold medal depends on it.

To say that I have been addicted to London 2012 is probably an understatement. I never expected that I would spend every available second of my free time glued to BBC coverage, but apparently I have the well-loved sofa, and the hysterical tweets to prove it. In fact, I have refrained from attending at least twelve social events over the past fortnight, purely because I just couldn't bear to miss the many magical moments that have graced every single Olympic venue since the games began.

I have laughed, I have cried, and I have excitedly thrown myself into the air to punch the sky (aka the lampshade). I have sat on the edge of my seat in painful anticipation, I have shrieked with joy, and I have even attempted the high jump in my front room. I have shared in delight, and in devastation, and I have witnessed sporting brilliance from start to finish. Folks, it has been an emotional roller coaster, and I can safely say that the whole event has exceeded all of my expectations, and then lapped them. Fourteen times.

The Olympics have brought incredible athletes to this Country, and showcased our very own sporting elite to the masses. They have shown us how strong, and fast, and versatile the human body can be, and whilst the sheer, physical talent demonstrated by the competitors has made remarkable viewing alone, I am sure that the nation will agree with me when I say that it isn't just the sporting excellence that has made London 2012 so very special.

The Olympics have shone a gleaming light onto the incredible value of sport in modern society. The games have shown us people achieving the things that they have strived towards for years prior to their Olympic moment. They have shown us the rewards of passion, and dedication, and respect, and excellence, and friendship. They have shaped new role models, and inspired an entire generation to make the best of their talent, whatever it may be. They have promoted human equality, and brought a nation together in a way that I could never have imagined.

Take Jessica Ennis's euphoric smile as she realised she'd be taking a gold medal home, and mix it with Gabby Douglas beaming throughout her winning gymnastics routine. Take Chris Hoy fighting his tears as he became the most successful Briton in Olympic history, and sprinkle it with Andy Murray leaping into the crowd to hug his nearest and dearest. Add a spoonful of Usain Bolt and Mo Farah mimicking each other's trademark moves on the podium, and mix in Tom Daley and his entourage throwing themselves into the pool after he secured his bronze medal. Add every single competitor showing the world that dreams do come true, and pour in 80,000 people chanting the same name.

Whisk all of the above together, and what do we get? Quite possibly the most brilliant, most inspiring,  and most momentous occasion in British history.

Congratulations London 2012; the whole nation is smiling. You have been bloody marvellous. And jay zeus and javelins, we make one phenomenal supporting crowd.


  1. I couldn't agree with this post anymore, you have put the cherry on top with added sprinkles in this post - simply amazing.

    Now let's not forget that the Olympics also provided us females with a lot of raging hormones while watching Tom Daley dive in next to nothing - I am sure I'm not the only one who wished that those trunks fell off mid-dive!

    So proud of what our Team GB has achieved


    1. Ah I'm so glad you agreed! It was super, wasn't it?! Haha yes, we certainly cannot deny that fact! Tom Daley is one fine, fine man. And those gymnasts....

      I'm very proud too! :) Xx

  2. I didn't think I'd be into the Olympics as much as I have been, but I've loved every minute of it and watched so much of it, particularly the sports with hunky men in it! I'm sad to see the Olympics end really, it's been great watching it all! Back to watching hours of Dad's Army and Marilyn Monroe movies for me! XxxX http://thesecondhandrose.blogspot.co.uk

    1. AMEN to this baby! Haha yes, back to good ol' fashioned daytime TV we go. Jeremy Kyle, anyone?! Xx

  3. Beautifully written Kathy! I got goose pimples remembering how awesome it was. I loved the Mo Farah and Bolt moment. I really just want to hang out with them all in the athlete's village! I'm so proud of London and Team GB as a whole, amazing amazing show and amazing amazing memories created! xxx

    1. Thank you Becca! :) It was beyond awesome, and yes, I think the Farah and Bolt moment was possibly my favourite too! Xx

  4. You're back! Hurrah!

    The Olympics was amazing, but I do hope people stop wearing those shiny union jack leggings now.

    Dianne xoxoxo

    1. I am back, and I am here to stay! :) Haha yes, I couldn't agree with you more! There's patriotism, and then there's pleasetakeyourleggingsoff-otism... Xx

  5. I loved the Olympics! It was perfect :)x


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