Enjoying the view in Schladming, Austria, as a staff writer at the 1993 Special Olympics World Winter Games.
I wasn’t sure about writing this, thinking I might come across as having delusions of grandeur. My Olympics? I’m not anywhere close to being an Olympic athlete.
But then I thought about Albert Brooks and the horses. The actor (he plays Nemo’s dad, Marlin) once said he’s well aware he’s no Tom Cruise. And if Hollywood is a horse race with twelve horses and Tom Cruise is the number one horse, then he’s number twelve. But who cares? He’s in the race.
I love that.
Maybe fitness is more like a mountain than a horse race. Maybe the super-elite athletes, the ones with the genetic predisposition and the willingness to sacrifice pretty much everything, are up on top of the mountain at 18,000 feet. And the view up there is incredible.
Scattered down the mountain are professional athletes and marathon runners and Iron Men and Iron Women. They have amazing views, too.
And then there’s the rest of us. We’re pretty far down the mountain. We’re recreational runners and we do workout videos and lift weights a few times a week. But, hey, we’re on the mountain and the view at 2,000 or 1,000 or even 50 feet is beautiful, too.
Here’s my view from the mountain as I approach my 46th birthday:
I can run a 5K with my daughter
I can tap dance with energy
I can do 30 full push-ups…at once!
I can run up the stairs without losing my breath
I can play a decent game of tennis with my husband
I can enjoy bike rides with my family
I’m really happy with my view. Do I want to climb a little higher? Of course! I’d like to be able to do the crow pose. I’m not sure if that’s even possible for me, but it’s part of my personal Olympics and I’ll give it a try.
So what’s your Olympics? What’s the view from where you are on the mountain? And if you’re not climbing, what are you waiting for?
How does the joke go? “It’s not good to name drop. Robert De Niro told me that.” But how can I resist sharing a photo of Bart Conner and Nadia Comaneci while we’re talking about the Olympics? (They stopped in at Special Olympics International in D.C. one day.) Anyway, any hint of showing off will be offset by that dress I’m wearing. Please tell me you dressed like this in the ’90s, too.
But seriously, please share something from your “view” or a goal you have for your personal Olympics. Inspire us!