Hey guys, this site is going to be under a bit of construction and growth in general. I want to expand this site to not only include ficts about the Olympians we know and love, but I also want to expand this to be an overall Olympic blog. so some of the links will be changing around and such (I am going to be keeping the swimming feel until probably January, in anticipation for Sochi!)
Oh conflict. It’s an ugly word isn’t it? But the truth, my darlings, is that life is filled with it. For different reasons. People fight because they care. Or some nonsense like that. Still this piece has been simmering for a while now. I’ve read a couple of articles and I’ve been compelled. I was also inspired by something my sister from another mother Lydia mentioned with regard to honesty and the idea of people saying exactly what they think in terms of it being the right thing to do because it’s ‘honest’. It’s a slippery line isn’t it? Between wanting to help and going too far.
As always, your support and love is deeply appreciated.
So I have it on good authority that our one and only, Stacey (aka book23worm) is coming back from her year long exile stay in China and the Great Firewall. So as a “HEY I MISSED YOU AND OUR TALKS AND I LOVE YOU AND I AM SO GLAD YOU ARE COMING BACK” welcome back, I whipped up a Schmelps piece for my lovely lady.
Summary:They’re slightly drunk on the beach after being separated from one another due to the Pac Sun competition, which he qualified for and she did not. They’ve come to realize they’re not quite whole without the other. Rating: T (for language and drinking)
According to the Associated Press, Michael Phelps has found his newest swimwear endorsement. The winningest Olympian in the history of swimming (or any other sport for that matter) has signed with Aqua Sphere.
Aqua Sphere, while certainly a known brand among swimmers, is not at the stature as the three majors: TYR, Arena, and Speedo. With Phelps’ name still carrying prodigious weight within the swimming community, however, this is their chance to make a breakthrough.
The AP reports that Phelps and his coach Bob Bowman met with the company last week to look at suit prototypes and discuss future design potential.
This derails wide-spread speculation that Phelps was working with Baltimore-based Under Armour to develop their first suit line.
Working with this brand, then, gives Phelps the opportunity to work on developing his own line, meeting his tastes and specifications. Beyond his exploits in the pool, his brand power, and his star power, this could be a real jumping-off point for Phelps to develop his business career after swimming and establish some more hands-on experience in the dry side of the business.
I did not see this coming! That’ll really be a test of Phelps’ brand—how quickly the general public says, “I want to start swimming, I’m gonna buy an Aqua Sphere this weekend.”
Oh hey everyone, sorry I haven’t written in a billion and one years. Life got super busy. But I do need to come back and write more things. Perhaps when my own Bob Bowman of the writing world (aka book23worm) is able to return to a more normal schedule, she’ll whip my butt into gear!
Anyways, hope you enjoy the story. Speaking of Stacey, it was inspired by something she reblogged earlier, so go to her site and find it and enjoy it and let your imaginations run wild!
K, enough of me talking!
Summary: Michael and Allison haven’t seen much of each other since entering the world of post swimming life. Michael makes a wish one morning that he could quit the adult life and become a teen again with Schmitty. Schmitty accepts the challenge.
Darlings! Oh, you are all kinds of magnificent for the response to my latest offering. I can’t tell you how happy I am to find a tiny place in your lives once more. It’s tremendously humbling and I hope to remain worthy of your time and support. So if you have any requests or something you think would work well for this series, send it in. I love details so please make any requests as detailed as possible as I don’t have access to Twitter or YouTube.
Oddly, I love writing Coach Bob and Michael. They’re fabulous. So this little piece is inspired by a conversation I had with my dad. No, I DON’T IN ANY WAY equate myself and my dad with Coach Bob and Michael. It’s more to do with the idea that other people tend to know us a lot better than we give them credit for.
Synopsis: The one where Bob doesn’t say ‘I told you so’.
Oh Michael… The feels you’ve given all of us swim fans in last few months eh? It wasn’t the same without you.
It’s the GOAT’s birthday so naturally such an occasion demanded Schmelps right? This isn’t part of The One Where… Series. Still it’s a bit of fun I hope. Not to mention that I owe my sister from another mother Lydia something small as a rather (very) belated birthday gift.
Synopsis: Michael decides it’s time to tell his family that he’s returning to the pool.
actually, it’s been psychologically proven that bronze winners are happier than silver winners! silver winners see themselves as being “so close” to gold, while bronze winners are just happy they won a medal. so any silver medalist isn’t as happy as a bronze medalist!
Hello darlings! It’s been a long. A very long time. I have missed you all tremendously. Too much to say. But I’m glad to be with you all once more even though the swimming landscape I find myself in seems to have been significantly altered. Retirements, un-retirements, engagements, graduations, bromances, romances, fan girls taking it a knee too far…
Which brings me to my next point. Writing. I haven’t written a thing since I’ve been in China. But it doesn’t mean I haven’t missed it or thought about it. Truthfully, are there still readers out there? Something that’s also been bothering me is… well… erm… Can I still write? So to test my theory, I’ve begun working on a series called ‘The One Where…’ Basically it’s inspired by watching Friends re-runs (remember how Friends episodes are usually titled?) as well as the stories everyone has been sending me about our favourite swim babies/merpeople. The catch is that I limit each piece to a 1000 words. It’s sort of a way for me to get back into things writing-wise before I embark on anything else and see if my writing is still something that people want to read. If it’s rubbish then I stop. If it’s not too bad… Well I do know that Betrayal needs a conclusion right?
So this piece is inspired by real-life events as well as my own spin on it. I do so hope you like it. Eep. Let me know what you think? Pretty please? As always, I rely on my favourite swimmer Schmitty to help a girl:)
Synopsis: The one where Allison tries to sound like Idina Menzel…