Going for the Gold

It was time for the Olympics to end, but I'm going to miss dreaming of what olympic sport to picture myself competing for and of course, winning.

I envisioned the first tandom snowboard with Shaun White, holding hands with Lindsay Jacobs as we tied for first, and being there to tell Scotty Lago that was not a good idea.

The fantasies snowballed into mother nature inspired aeriels, altering myself into a skin tight onsie with spiderwebs on my thighs, and thinking it was about time I learned how to fire a rifle, and why not on ski's.

I'm going to miss you olympics, but only a couple years till London.