Titled a Week Later

Sports. Athletics. Games. Fun. Pastime. A thesaurus really doesn't give a lot of...cimmanims for the word sports. That won't stop me from pretending to know something about them though. I'm not huge sports guy, I've watched my hockey and football. Played frisbee. But, that all comes and goes with time. Right now, I just get the updates from the Olympics on the old news channel.

I keep seeing the comment from the one guy that says they should put a regular person in each match to really show how good these athletes are. It doesn't really come across how fast they are really running. Then there is the old "just let them do drugs and see how fucking insane the human body can get!" Of course, that is an actual sports league that is starting up.

I will probably keep tabs but I can't imagine the athletes will last long. It's going to be a car crash you can't look away from. Hopefully it stops before the first ten suicides happen but I'm not counting on it.

I get the impression that mankind us near the upper limit of what we can physically achieve without drugs, gene therapy or something like that. Records that were breaking by large gaps a few years ago are just barely being beaten now. The big change is that the athletes are reaching their peak younger and younger and the genders are getting closer. Soon we'll get so a point where a wrestling match is between a 400lb hulking and bearded man and a tiny, six year old girl and the announcers will be wondering why they would even put the dude in there as he is obviously going to loose

Not me though. I'm already peak human. Seven sins and all. Still trying to decide whether my favourite is Gluttony or Sloth. They're both so great! I wish I own them both..just me. IT'S NOT FAIR THAT I CAN'T. They're just such sexy sins. I wish I could be the guy who is them. I'm WAY better than him.