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Hi!
So I've been watching the Olympics here and there all week.
Whenever I watch things like this, where humans push themselves to the absolute limits of what is possible, part of me asks, why torture yourself for a game? The other part of me gets it... completely.
You prep and practice and pour your soul into what makes it shine, hold that work up for the world to see, then watch and hope all of your work pays off.
One moment in time can dictate everything that happens next.
The determination and dedication. The pressure, the stress. The euphoria of victory, the agony of loss.
What it must feel like as they get off the bus at the edge of the Olympic village. The awe that must hit them like a ton of bricks. The realization that everything they have done up to this point has brought to this moment in time, this place, this opportunity.
This time, this Olympics, after being on again, off again, maybe canceled, then postponed, trying to properly train during a pandemic, eventually competing while the pandemic still strides on... this time it's gotta be harder and stranger than any Olympics in recent history.
For those of us who watch from the comfort of our cushy couches, these games give us something to cheer for. I, for one, haven't had a good excuse to yell at my tv for a long time. I'm not gonna lie, I missed it more than I thought.
For those in it, I'm sure it would be very different. If I put myself in their shoes...
Beautiful...
A new city... but you can't really explore it because... frickin' Covid. Meeting new teammates, new friends, getting reacquainted with familiar faces. The opportunity to compete against people who love what you love, and push you to be your best at it. The pomp and circumstance you watched on tv as a kid, now you're here, you're in it, you are it, it is you. Your anthem ringing, echoing through the air as the flag of your country rises. Tears forcing their way through. Overwhelmed by joy, by an incredibly impossible blend of humility and pride. Beautiful.
Intimidating...
You're here. Really here. Sure it may be a different city, a different time, a different world, but it's still the same. The same spirit, the same test of both your physical and mental prowess. These are the same events your heroes competed in. It's their names in the record books. Who are you to think your name belongs on the same pages? The press screams how you should just be able to walk away with the gold, like it's a given. They don't seem to understand how many things have to go right for that to happen and how precious few have to go wrong for it not to happen at all. Intimidating.
Light...
The spectacle of the opening ceremonies, the medals, the personal bests, the time between to relax and goof around with teammates. The chance, though limited at these games, to attend events you aren't in with the sole purpose of cheering your friends on. Being the support you wish for when it's your turn. The incredible stories you'll have to tell when you get home and for the rest of your life. Light.
Dark...
The pressure felt to your core. The weight of your country on your shoulders. You don't want to let anyone down. Your parents who have sacrificed so much to support this dream. Your coaches, your sponsors, the little faces that you know look up to you. All of them. Everyone. The knowledge that all of your training, the years of work, all of your sacrifice, all comes down to a few moments on the field, in the pool, on the pitch. It feels like life or death. Dark.
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Events like the Olympics are a microcosm of life.
Beautiful...
Always new things to explore, people to meet, friends to keep, countless celebrations to take in along the way. Opportunities to do our best at what makes our souls shine, support to and the odd push to do just that. Overwhelmed by joy, by an incredibly impossible blend of humility and pride. Beautiful.
Intimidating...
The moments of questioning who you are to think you can do what you are trying to do. Who are you to think you can do it as well or maybe even better than someone else? Toxic people make a buffet of your self-doubt feeding with gluttonous fervour. Some feel like you should just be able to do it, without issue, like it's nothing. They don't seem to understand how many things have to go right for that to happen and how precious few have to go wrong for it not to happen at all. Intimidating.
Light...
The celebrations. The births and birthdays. The weddings and anniversaries. The family reunions. The backyard shenanigans. The time spent with little purpose but catching our breath. The chance to participate. The chance to cheer on others and support their dreams. The memories we create. The incredible stories you'll own to tell for the rest of your life. Light.
Dark...
The pressure to 'succeed'. The weight of your family on your shoulders. The fear of letting people down. The fear of disappointing those that look up to you. Not living up to others' expectations. Career choices. Life choices. Feeling the pressure to your core. It feels like life or death. Dark.
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I guess it boils down to this.
Without the dark would the light seem as bright, feel as warm?
Without the intimidation, would the victory seem as sweet?
One moment in time can dictate everything that happens next. Yet, no matter how big, it is but a moment.
The trick is to understand that the moments aren't always big, they aren't always cataclysmic, and almost all of the time it's not life or death. Next can be awesome and it's mostly baby steps that get us there.
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For the athletes, both armchair and in the games...
May you hear our cheers from thousands of miles away, feel them, have them boost what needs boosting.
May your best be allowed to shine when it's time, with nothing to hinder your stride, with the outcome of your choosing.
May this experience be everything you hoped for, everything you wished for, everything you wanted it to be.
May you know that everything it took to get where you are was worth it, the marvel of what you can do is an amazing sight to see.
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