The True Spirit of the Olympics

Walking into the opening ceremonies at the Olympics was one of the most amazing moments of my life. Period.

There are no other experiences that I can even compare it to… No other pinnacle of sport (or life!) for me so far, that has been so emotional–no state championship, no world cup victory, no team or personal best, no obstacle overcome. It is hard to describe the intensity of the energy, the hopes, the dreams, and the potentiality that is contained in that stadium when all the athletes and coaches from around the world file in to the thundering applause of the fans. I took one step into Rice-Eccles stadium and burst into tears.

To me, the opening ceremonies is truly what the Olympics has long been honored to be--the world coming together in sport. And for that one night, there are no winners or losers, no contracts or prize money, no MVPs or media favorites. Instead, it is as if the whole of humanity had somehow collectively won, and I can not think of a more beautiful feeling.

(Photo Credit The Salt Lake Tribune)

To me, the opening ceremonies is truly what the Olympics has long been honored to be–the world coming together in sport. And for that one night, there are no winners or losers, no contracts or prize money, no MVPs or media favorites. Instead, it is as if the whole of humanity had somehow collectively won, and I can not think of a more beautiful feeling.

 

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