I would call myself a recliner athlete–especially after spraining my ankle–so I have been enjoying watching the Olympics. I feel a rush of excitement as the American water polo team wins their match. And yes, even though I knew Michael Phelps had already won the Olympic record for the most number of medals, I held my breath watching his races. And I nearly cried watching those gymnasts win the gold, remembering my childhood and the 1997 team. Why do we do this, countries as a whole taking a two week pause to watch sports? I think it is a reminder that there is more than one kind of greatness and a demonstration of what hard work and determination can do. I also believe that human beings want something to cheer for–and the Olympics is something great to cheer for.