Anyone get the feeling I get distracted easily? Well it is the Olympics after all.
Of course it all started with the opening ceremony, which thanks to our new myFreeview recorder, I watched over a weekend. It was nice as I had time to form opinions on uniforms and didn’t feel rushed. I could still read and go to the gym and even fitted in some housework.
I enjoyed the ceremony, although it seemed to be very different to what we are used to… almost dark in subject matter. Rather than a “children are the future” message it was lead by the talented Kenneth Branagh. I on heard a lot of mumbling on facebook about it being boring, but I didn’t think so. I guess for some if it’s not flashy and tacky it’s not interesting. A symptom of an instant gratification society? But the most important part of the games is the teams… and for me it’s what they wear in the ceremony. I don’t care about the fuss there has been about the USA uniforms, how they are weird and made in China. I think they were ok and we should all support local but I’m aware in my wardrobe there is not many, if any, NZ made so I will pass no judgement.
My most favourite of all was Bulgaria.
Everyone seems to want to bag out the check but to be honest I love it and am considering if it’s a look I could rock?
I LOVE the check!
Germany was cute with the pink for girls, blue for boys deal.
Pink = Girl
Boy = Blue
Jammacia just looked out and out cool.
As for the Czech Republic… I’m still so very confused by the gumboots and shorts combo.
Moving on from the opening there is the sport itself. Our recorder is filled with gymnastics, trampoline, men’s syncro diving and womans boxing selected by me… Frosty has gone for an assortment of triathlon and cycling. I’ve also set to record BMX and mountain biking.
Like with any Olympics it was just a matter of time till I developed some level of crush on a gymnast. Many of my friends will remember the ’96 Atlanta games and my obsession with Alexei Nemov. *swoon
Golden boy Alexei
Because I can
This games the boy that I think is rather dashing is Hamilton Sabot of France. Not obsessive, stalker proportions but still he has my attention.
Well I’m going to watch some more games coverage. Hopefully I will have something my intelligent to share in the near future rather than vague ramblings of clothing and cute boys. And before I forget I have managed to finish reading 5 books!! Progress!