Going For Gold

Mo Farah
Jessica Ennis
Greg Rutherford

Super Saturday it was. Disregarding the other medals for the moment I have always been a massive fan of Athletics. I remember watching Daley Thompson, Seb Coe, Steve Ovett, Steve Cram, Fatima Whitbread, Carl Lewis, Colin Jackson, and on, and on, and on through the years.

Last night I shared it with a friend on the phone. We watched Jess finish the heptathlon- I had seen all of her events over the last two days and my Saturday evening was planned with the culmination of that at Mo Farah's 10,000 metres. Considering I find 100 metres quite an effort at the moment I had quite a salute for  him.
I loved the sound of the crowd and singing the National Anthem for Jess was amazing. I didn't sing, I just wanted to listen. Never heard anything like it. The sound was obviously contained much more in the stadium than it had been in The Mall at the Jubilee concert, so it was so uplifting.

In the rowing I think Helen glover's story hits me the strongest. Becoming an Olympic champion after only beginning to row four years ago helps me realise that my recovery is not out of reach. I can manage such a feat, it is within my grasp. I have the tools, the coaches, the information to hand, I just have to be strong in my heart, be determined and dedicated and the result will appear in good time.

Going for Gold! (to those who know, I keep thinking of the quiz show song! with Henry Kelly)

Olympic Fever

No I don't have a fever! But I do have Olympic fever. I have loved touching base this weekend. It has definitely been necessary. My husband and I spent some quality time together this Saturday morning. We went to a nearby National Trust estate and he wheeled me around the ground floor of the house, where I played the piano and we saw some beautiful paintings. The cafe/restaurant was greatly appreciated, with time for a piece of cake and coffee. Then to top it all we had some specialist creamy vanilla ice cream. The visit wasn't all about stuffing our faces as the grounds were amazing, as the storm clouds were threatening over head, we took a couple of great photos. So I managed a bit of walking (as the gravel/grit path was not an easy ride for the wheelchair!) and enjoyed a couple of hours out of the house.
After staying up to past midnight to see the opening ceremony I have been tempted to view even more. The coverage is amazing. Thanks to having the iPad, and a much improved download speed, coincidentally, just this weekend, I can watch whichever live sport I like on the BBC website.
I have the cross country eventing on at the moment and intend to see the diving and swimming later.
The second British rider is going around at the moment, once she is finished I must give myself some love and go and lie in the garden to enjoy the sun while it lasts!
OK, I'll watch the diving first!