We actually watched quite a lot of the Olympics, and call me an old romantic, or call me a cry-baby, I don't particularly mind, but I found some of it quite emotional. The thing that resonated with me was one simple fact about Mo Farah's training routine. Now, don't get me wrong, I know they all train like nutters, however it was the fact that Mo does underwater treadmill work to build leg strength. For some reason, that for me took the nutter factor up a level.
The medals have really begun to roll in now, and this is making everyone happy. It would be lovely to think we can carry over the feel-good factor in to real life, and get ourselves out of a triple-dip recession we are apparently in right now. It has probably fulfilled the desire to "inspire a generation or two". Even LO is thinking of upping her training schedule... to include exercise as well. Boom boom.
This week will be a fairly normal week, albeit one over-shadowed by the lack of resources that the holiday season brings. To be honest, my approach is to batten down the hatches and look to weather the storm as best I can, and once we are in calm waters again, assess the damage. As metaphors go, that one is pretty damn near perfect in reflecting what needs to happen. The only missing element is the nine-legged giant octopus arriving to sink the ship, that part being played by either my customer or my manager.
Otherwise, it will be a very normal week. I hope your week has just the right amount of normalness with no octopuses* in sight.
-------------------------------------* I so wanted the plural of octopus to be octopii, but Uncle Google informs me that it is not.