The Olympics have me feeling some type of way! While watching Michael Phelps swin (no not a typo… That mofo was swimming and winning!!! #swinning! I like to make up words don’t judge me) the other day I found my self trying to dolphin kick with him while he was doing his backstroke. Like me kicking from my couch is going to help him… But I also kind of feel like it did because he swon that shit! Don’t even get me started when On freaking gymnastic. I constantly yell at my mom for never putting me in gymnastics, even though at this age I would be considered an old fart, but I could’ve been like Nastia Lukin and won gold in the 2008 Olympics and just be a badass Olympic commentator! OMG!! For the first time I saw woman’s rugby and basically decided that I will learn all the rules of this game become a master player and make the US team in time to make it to the 2020 Olympics in Japan!!! I’m freaking focused! I’m gonna be so bad ass at rugby that even countries I’m not from are gonna ask me to play for their team!!! OOOO and I heard that they’re gonna be bringing Softball back and I’m also gonna be playing for them in the 2020 Olympics. Do you see what I have to deal with, my dreams get a little to excited sometimes. I have to bring it down a notch, I’ll just stick with being on the Olympic rugby team because I would love to lay out some people.

Other than wanting to become an Olympian at every possible sport that I think I can master in the next 3 and half years, the Olympics also have me feeling so patriotic it’s crazy! Every time the U.S. wins a gold and they’re up on that podium with their gold medal, watching our flag rise, and listening to the national anthem i cry as if I’m the one up there! I cry as if I worked hard as fuck to get where they are and it’s freaking magical! Well that’s all I got for today see you all in the 2020 Olympics!
Love Ya from the Moon and Back,
Emily ( I was just kidding I’ll be back next Sunday… But I will also begin my Olympic training.. I say good day!)