Friday night marked the opening ceremony of the London 2012 Olympic games. Who would have thought that I would be completely loving them? I wouldn't. We spent almost the entire weekend transfixed by the multitude of sports. Handball? What on earth is handball? A medal worthy sport, apparently. Swimming is the best one, in my humble opinion, and I shouted at the telly when Rebecca Adlington had her swim. WELL DONE. I also watched Andy Murray win, obviously, and a bit of gymnastics, cycling and vollyball.
I'm off to see the vollyball this coming weekend and am really looking forward to it. London feels FANTASTIC right now, and I think we should soak up every minute of it. Let's hope the Queen falling from the sky will be motivation enough for us to get some Golds.
(Elsewhere this weekend: I bought a new jumper and can't stop wearing it (looking forward to Autumn a bit), and we went to the beach.)
TEAM GB. FRICK YEAH.