sleep that is. I didn't get to bed very early last night. And I can tell you why in four words:
Michael Phelps. Jason Lezak.
Seriously, did you see that race last night? I was jumping off of the couch, despite my usual Sunday fatigue. I both love and dread the Olympics every two years (Winter & Summer). I choke up when they play our national anthem. Which, I am proud to say, they do a lot. I close my eyes and can hardly bear to watch when our athletes don't achieve the results they had hoped for. I start commentating over sports I've rarely even seen before. (Yes, it is a bad habit - thinking I know everything. But the real commentators aren't much better.)
But I don't think I've been as excited as I was during that race last night for a long time. That's USA sports like they're meant to be.
Oh, and as a side note, NBC could you please, for my sake, FIX THE SOUND. Y'all are driving me batty. Thankyouverymuch.
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