I’m sure I’m not the only one who now, a few days after the Olympics have closed, feels a bit of an itch for getting involved in something athletic.
For me the best parts of the winter games are hockey and curling, but neither of those really struck a nerve the way, say, speed skating or nordic skiing did. The gold medal hockey game between Canada and the US was fantastically exciting, but it just made me want to watch more hockey, not play it. Same thing with curling, which is something I’ve always wanted to try (and now I’ve put it in my calendar for the beginning of next season).
But the speed skating. The nordic skiing. Something about them really makes me want to get off my ass and do something. I bet it’s in no small part due to the fact that those guys actually look athletic—you’d have to in those outfits—and the endurance they must have speaks more directly to athleticism than a game like curling or hockey. (That’s not to say that those sports don’t require athleticism, they just don’t show it off the same way.)
Part of my current feeling is also coming from the fact that I’ve been in a bit of fitness limbo lately. I’ve been going to the gym regularly but don’t feel like I’m getting much out of it. I’m certainly not being pushed the way I was on the rowing team in Montreal. I think I’m still looking for that same kind of high. The Olympics have reminded me that it must be out there somewhere. I just need to find it.