Olympic Fever

Now that the Olympics are over, I have a confession: the past few weeks I have been unnecessarily preoccupied with the Olympics.Why? Sure the athletes are ridiculously amazing and have the ability to make me analyze my own abilities. But my minor obsession with the games goes beyond the superficial layer of athletic glory.

It’s the underlying message of the game that has me hooked. Be passionate. Be determined. Strive for your personal best. Don’t give up.

As cheesy as it may sound (especially to quote a breakfast cereal commercial), “why does the finish get all the glory? there is no destination, without the journey…”-Kellogg’s

Think about it:

  • How often do we examine our current circumstances and start planning for the next move?
  • Or maybe live in a bubble of nostalgia surrounding our past transgressions?
  • We  say we are living our lives fully, but are we?
  • Are we zooming past the nuisances of our daily lives to get to some ultimate goal?
  • What happens when that goal is attained? Do we feel disappointment or relief? Is there a new, more impossible goal to reach?

It’s easy to look at the Olympics and take on one of two perspectives: the pessimistic view (“Oh, I will never amount to anything like these athletes) versus the optimistic view ( “watch me be amazing). Which view are you going to take?

While the Olympics have been able to keep me distracted, thankfully those silly Kellogg’s commercials have reminded me of one thing: enjoy each moment by living the best way I can.

Oscar Wilde (source unknown)
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