Friday, August 15, 2008

Got Olympics?

I have to admit, it never occurred to me that anyone might hate the Olympics. Nor has it ever occurred to me that anyone might question the benefits of intense sporting competition. Allow me to define whom I see myself to be. I am a daughter, sibling, partner, friend, woman, feminist, scientist, depressive, athlete. None of that defines me any more than the other, but they are all part of who I am. I write this particular piece as an athlete.

It truly saddens me to hear that people hate the Olympics. It actually saddens me to the core because it seems to extend beyond the Olympic games into sports in general.

First, the Olympics. I understand how there can be issues with the Olympics. Certainly I did not and still do not necessarily think that Beijing should have received this summer's Olympics. I understand the human rights issues that swirl around it. That is why I think that the U.S. choice for flag bearer was undeniably brave. Lebanon has women on its team. In the grand scheme of things, how amazing is that?! In my mind, there can be no doubt that the Olympics brings about change like nothing out there ever has managed to do. Despite all else, it brings together the world for the briefest of times.

I understand that there may be issues with the commercial aspect of what is supposed to be an amateur event. However, whether we like it or not, the Olympics is a business just like everything else. Film, the arts of any fashion, the corporate world. There may be issues with the money that comes along with being an Olympic athlete. Be it endorsements or money given for a medal in certain countries...I see how that can be hard to swallow. Focusing on those issues, however, fails to acknowledge that an athlete chooses to give their life for a short period of time to all the training that goes into it. In many countries, there is nothing to gain from this. In fact, in many countries athletes live below the poverty line while they are training.

Finally, I understand that there might be questions about how this may or may not be healthy for the children who choose to follow the path of an Olympic athlete. Is it in the child's best interest? I think if the child is talented enough to be an elite athlete, it is. How is it any different from an intellectual child prodigy? How is it any different from a piano or violin child prodigy? If someone has the talent to excel, is it not in their best interest to strive towards excellence?

The concept of competition as a zero sum scenario misses the point for me. I started competing as a swimmer when I was six years old. I tried all sports out there before finding that swimming was it for me. Never was I destined to make it to the Olympics. I think I realized that fairly early on. However, I always had the goal of being the best I could be in the venue that I loved. How is that any different from what anyone ever does in whatever endeavor they choose? It isn't always win, lose, or go home. For me, and for most athletes I know, it was do your very best. When I fell short, I was disappointed, but I learned from that disappointment. I learned that you can't always be the best there is, but you can always be the best you can be.

I know for a fact five things. (1) All the times in my life when I suffered from a major depressive episode coincided with when I was not swimming. (2) All the times in my life when my grades suffered was when I was not swimming. (3) Swimming taught me discipline, focus, and grace in victory or defeat. (4) Swimming gave me a sense of community...with my teammates, with my school, with my family and friends. (5) Swimming gave me a way to express myself. I don't see how that is any different than anything else anyone else identifies with at a deep level.

To the very core of my being I believe that the athletes at the Olympics are there to have the chance to be the best in the world and if not that then to be a heroine/hero for their nation just by competing. Does the media make more out of it than they should? Probably. When do they not? But like it or not, the world identifies with sport. In the end, I honestly believe that, medal or not / money or not, an athlete competes because it is the ultimate acceptance of the gifts that they have been given. Regardless of how one feels about all the hype that surrounds it, to not accept the talent would be far worse a fate.



2 comments:

habladora said...

I like it when you write of your love of sports and swimming, and of sports as a means of empowerment. I thing writing was for me what swimming was for you in HS, it provided both a social group and a way to compete and excel at something I loved.

I think you might be hearing more resentment aimed at the Olympics this year than in years past because the Olympics are in China - and the West doesn't trust communism in general or China in particular. I know, it might be unfair to take that anxiousness out on the Olympics itself, but people will feel conflicted this season about the Games most likely.

Also, we want all competition to always be healthy, and to build a sense of camaraderie. Of course, this isn't always the case - and it makes a better story when some weight-lifter throws his bronze to the ground than when everyone in the audience sees to want to burst out in a round of Kumbaya. That doesn't mean that the good parts don't happen, but it does meant that those people who aren't watching the events, only seeing the headlines, might have a more cynical view than the regular fans.

Mächtige Maus said...

LaPH, I appreciate your response because I was feeling particularly attacked for my views when it comes to sports in general and the Olympics in particular. There are not a lot of things that get my hackles up, but negativity towards sports is one of them. Swimming was something that got me through adolescence and got me to the strong woman I am today.

I know that the Olympics in China is an issue. It is and is not fair all in one fell swoop. I certainly do not discount that.

Perhaps I have had a better experience with sports than most. I didn't always win, but I did always strive towards my own personal goals and did always feel as if I was part of something beyond myself. I loved when I won or I loved when I did beyond what I thought that I could. I also loved when a teammate won or did beyond what they thought they ever could. In fact, bottom line for me has always been that I love that sports is, as you say, the same as writing is for others. I had the chance to excel, to the best of my ability, at something I loved. Win, I go home. Lose, I go home. Either way I went home with a sense of accomplishment that nothing else has ever quite granted me.