Olympics

For the past week and a half, Russ and I have retired to our bedroom, cuddled up in front of the television, and have been captivated by the 2006 Winter Olympics. I love it! This is the first time I have really been interested in more than just ice-skating. And we have been watching it all, skeleton, luge, speed skating, downhill skiing, snowboard...well, all but curling, because that's just silly.

Russ and I have laughed...we've cried (well maybe just me who has cried)....cheered, gasped, sighed, and been amazed at all that can be won or lost in a moment.

I've also grown attached to some of these athletes and their stories, and some of their stories have paralleled mine. You know, in other ways besides my amazing athleticism. Here are my two favorites:

Joey Cheek


What a cutie patootie! A speed skater from Greensboro, NC. So, of course, I feel connected. And he is so sweet when he has talked to the media. He won the gold medal in the 500 meter. And to top it all off, he is giving all his winnings to a charity called Right To Play, an organization that helps disadvantaged children around the world. Who can resist this southern sweetheart??



And my next favorite, Brock Kreitzburg.


Alumni of Gordon Conwell Theological Seminary! My seminary! So I feel connected, and he is the brake man for the U.S. four-man bobsled team to compete on Friday. He has been getting lots of media coverage where he has talked about his faith. He also spent last Wednesday at the cathedral housing the Shroud of Turin.
Olympic Athlete.
Man of God.
Hope he wins.



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