I think I've already made it clear how much I love the Olympics. I can't count how many hours of coverage I watched last weekend and my eyes are currently burning from staying up way past my bedtime the past few nights.
But last night, this was the night I had been waiting for. Since I was lucky enough to attend the USA Olympic Trials back on July 1, I have been more obsessed than usual with the women's team. So much so that yesterday, I stayed away from the Internet all damn day. I changed my home page to Google so I wouldn't see the results on MSN when I opened my browser to check traffic or weather or research something for work. I sent out a warning to friends and coworkers not to say a word to me about it. When I went to the gym yesterday, I had my earphones on the entire time and didn't once look at the large tv on ESPN.
These girls ROCKED it. I watched each performance clutching my blanket, leaned forward on the couch. My husband, who knew the results, watched with me in amazement (and sarcasm, doing his best Russian accent when they showed those poor Russian girls) at some of the things these girls (yes, they are girls!) can do with their bodies. Knowing that just one slip, one fall, one bounce, one step can mean the end of the run for gold, I never felt confident but wow. I was blown away. The sight of Jordyn smiling throughout her floor routine and Aly starting to cry before her routine was over was enough to send me into a fit of tears. They did it and even typing this now, I get a huge rush of emotion. The dream these girls have, the dreams of their parents and the hard work they put in is incredible. To win an Olympic Gold Medal has to be the best feeling in the world.
On another note, I was crushed for those Russian girls. The small (okay, the smallest) girl who went second on floor and totally flubbed her routine had me in tears as she floated from coach to teammate, getting comfort and looking completely devastated. My heart broke for her and her teammates just like it swelled with pride for our girls because they all give everything for this moment.
I can't wait to watch the medal ceremony when I get home tonight. I might watch it 3 or 4 times. I already looked through the Instagram accounts of each girl (who I unfollowed on Monday to avoid any telling pictures) and the pictures they posted with their medals around their necks, smiles from ear to ear, words of joy and happiness on those pictures.....
I want to be an Olympian. That will never happen but I'm proud to be a fan. Great job, Team USA. You done good.