Olympicitis. I was first diagnosed with it during the Calgary winter games many years ago. I was too "sick" to go to church, so my mother left me at home where I spent the day watching the winter games. The disease seems to strike every two years now (rather than twice a year every fours years as it used to) and it also appears to be hereditary. My oldest son is now showing signs of the Olympic fever. Some things are worth passing on.
Like Olympic fever, a love of the water can be passed on from generation to generation. Whether that love is derived from fishing, sailing, kayaking, or swimming is unimportant. What is important is that it is a common bond from one generation to the next. The human body is composed of 70% water, so it is no wonder that something so fundamental to life could also be something that instills so much passion in those who recreate in it.
So as you watch Missy Franklin and Michael Phelps swim their way to the medal stand, be sure to tell your kids or grandkids about how you once dreamed of doing something epic in the great blue. Who knows, perhaps they will lead the next generation of Olympians or blue water navigators.
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