sophie's fair

Pepe Lepew (c) Warner Bros

awww my neck hurts. i didnt have much sleep last night. i woke up with a migraine this morning. i'm totally spaced out. my head throbs. i cant turn my head to the right or to the left, moving it only worsens the problem. i hate headaches. i hate migraines. i hate stiff necks. i'm whining. i'm pathetic. at this rate, i might as well have a pacifier.
i suppose my topic for today is just perfect for my current condition. athletes (no, i am not one of them, i can only hope) must undergo training and exercise twice as much as health buffs who spend time at the gym anywhere from 2 to 9 hrs each day. we picture these exceptional beings (the athletes, i mean) pushing themselves to their limits in silence, hardly complaining.
the olympic games began in 776 BC, the prize was an olive leaf, deification by poets, and recognition as an eternal hero. hordes of spectators would pile up in the local amphitheatre boosting the athlete's confidence (needless to say, they were the first ever sports fanatics in history). we could only speculate if the modern-day fans' enthusiasm could topple the ancient zealots' passion. we are mesmerized by both athlete and fan's adrenaline rush during a tough game. we laugh at the childishness of the fans' undivided loyalty, often ending up in a brawl. sports is such a treat. whether it be football or figure skating, every athlete is racing with destiny as each goes for the gold. never mind the pain, after all, their dream's just a heartbeat away.

did you know...
in 1892, french educator baron pierre de coubertin proposed a renaissance of the ancient greek competition. in 1896, his dream was realized as england, greece, italy, russia, spain, sweden and the US opened the games. james b. connolly won the triple jump, the first first-place medal in modern olympic history.