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Sadly, at 38, I am realizing that my dream of being an Olympic ice skater probably will never come true. These days it's more like an Olympic-sized pile of laundry that I am tackling. Thinking about this induces a bit of a mid-life crisis, but I'll deal with that in another blog...
What I love about the Olympics is the way it causes us all to dream Olympic-size dreams and to cheer on those who have had them their entire lives. I am in awe of our Olympians who have trained for so many years for four minutes of competition. This year, my favorite is Nathan Chen. I've been watching him for the last couple of years in the U. S. Figure Skating Competition, the world championships, and the Grand Prix series this Fall. A young skater who has risen to the top as the "Quad King" of men's figure skating, he is amazing to watch. I love the jumps, but I also love that he is trained in ballet, so his movements are deliberate and graceful.
Looking forward to the Olympics, I pictured him taking home a gold medal or two. Last night, he debuted on Olympic ice. I was so sad to see him fall and not complete another jump. His nerves got the best of him. He was so close to his dream that it scared him. Thankfully, he still has the men's competition coming up next week, so we'll see if he can turn things around.
I was also sad for Ashley Wagner, who didn't make it onto this year's team. What I love about her is her fierce determination. I know she will come back and fight for another journey to the the top.
These Olympians prove to me the invaluable power of dreams. If we aren't reaching for something, then we are stagnant, going nowhere. At the moment, I'm in between dreams. (Jack Johnson plays in my head...) I've achieved many of my dreams for my life, and I'm at the point where I need some new ones. One of my dreams is so huge that it feels out of reach. But, I will pour my energy into it, because what is life if you don't have Olympic-sized dreams?
Tonight, we'll watch as the Opening Ceremonies take us in and wow us with the power of thousands of dreams coming true.
Who knows, maybe Olympic curling could be in my future. I'll practice with my laundry baskets...