my olympic flame (much like the bangles “eternal flame”) has returned in all his glory to defend his title. he even broke his own world record yesterday. (no i’m not talking about lame-o baltimore boy michael phelps who was just as quick to get a dui as he was to get his medal.)
we met four years ago (for those of you who don’t know i had several extremely successful relationships in my head before christian.) it was late at night and a bunch of us were crammed into the cap h boys’ rowhouse in dc. there was eating and flirting and above all else, olympic race viewing. i found myself in a room with none other than aaron piersol as he was about to win the gold medal for the 100 meter backstroke. it was an amazing race. i would research all i could about aaron and dream that i could get a reporting job in austin and he could finish school… i had it all planned out. last night, seeing him win again, i remembered my first olympic crush and was grateful for the true athlete of my heart!
thanks aaron, it was good while it lasted!