Olympic Games

Growing up, the Olympic Games were a big deal in my family. Any television intake limits we had were removed as we watched every moment possible. I have so many memories of Olympic moments. I remember Greg Louganis diving to gold, Bonnie Blair's golden races, and Kristi Yamaguchi's gorgeous skating. Mary Lou Retton was the inspiration for my love affair with the sport of gymnastics which turned into 10 years of participating and eventually a job as I spent 6 years coaching. And the "Magnificent Seven" women's gymanstics team in 1996 made me stand up on the couch and scream.
These Olympics are even more special to me; because now that they are old enough, I get to begin making Olympic memories with my own children. So last Friday, the Olympics were the theme of our family night. We took the kids to a field for some racing and obstacle course running. Later we popped some popcorn and Steven talked with them about the race that really matters:
"Therefore, since we are surrounded by so great a cloud of witnesses, let us also lay aside every weight, and sin which clings so closely, and let us run with endurance the race that is set before us, looking to Jesus, the founder and perfecter of our faith, who for the joy that was set before him endured the cross, despising the shame, and is seated at the right hand of the throne of God." -Hebrew 12:1-2
We also made some tin foil medals of our own and finally sat on the couch to watch the Opening Ceremonies.




The boys are enjoying all the sports (and being allowed to watch T.V. every night), and Momma is staying up way later than a momma should to watch her beloved gymnastics.