As the EW Daily Poll on our homepage shows, Olympic fatigue has officially set in. Most of us will be ready for Sunday’s Closing Ceremony. As the Games come to an end, let’s take a moment to admit the craziest thing(s) obsessive viewing has inspired us to do. I’ll start: Last night, I spent my evening commute listening to Duran Duran’s “All She Wants Is” on repeat and choreographing a team synchronized swimming free routine to it in my head. Considering I just watched Team Australia use an AC/DC medley for its free routine this morning, I assume the song might actually be legal. So if any nation just starting its synchro program wants to work with someone cheap, call me. We could ask Team Spain to borrow its sea monster-themed costumes from today (pictured), which I think would translate nicely.
Other stupid things I’ve done over the last two weeks: I attempted a spinning handstand pommel horse dismount in the safety of a swimming pool and almost pulled a groin muscle. I copped to that on Twitter, but I neglected to mention that before I did it, I insisted my mother watch me and saluted her as though she was a gymnastics judge. (I’m 37.) I also chest-bumped my 40-year-old sister three times – after McKayla Maroney’s vault in the team final, after the U.S. won the men’s 4 x 200m freestyle relay, and after Phelps beat Lochte in the 200 IM. Oh, and I tried to use the U.S. women’s gymnastics team, or “the purple girls” as my young niece called them when she asked “Do they wear big girl underwear?”, as potty training role models. (I plan to vacation with my family the first week of every Olympics from here on out.)