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...is not always the best medicine.
In fact, laughter can be detrimental to one's health, as I found out.
See, Sunday night was spent in my friend's house for her birthday. (To date, it's probably the only non-family Sunday dinner I've been to as my Sundays are usually reserved for family.) It was a fun Mexican-themed party and I don't know if it was the chili or the garlic, but my friends and I were louder than usual and laughed way more than usual.
( Proof? )
After a while, I began to wheeze and when I woke up the next morning (yesterday), I had a cough. Good thing yesterday was a holiday so I just stayed home, watched the Olympics, and basically bummed around and did nothing.
Moral of the story: Laugh in moderation -- if that's possible.
This morning, I woke up at 4am with a mild asthma attack. After two puffs from my puffer and another hour to allow the stuff to subside, I managed to fall asleep. Decided to stay home one more day and just rest completely.
On other news, I just kept on watching the Olympics today and loved it; haven't really gotten around to doing this since it started since I've either been busy or I'd catch a boring sport. I've caught the men's diving match and the men's triathlon competition, realizing that for diving, it takes months and months to prepare for a dive that lasts for less than three seconds. Also, it's so hard to tell what the judges look for in a dive -- is it the complexity of the dive itself (i.e. how many pikes, tucks, etc.) or the clean entry into the water? Having been a gymnast (well, I trained in gymnastics during my middle grade school years), it's really fascinating to see the different stunts that these divers achieve, only to get low scores such as 7.5's. Sad, though, that our own Filipino diver didn't even make it to the Semi-Finals.
Its polar opposite is the length of time it takes to complete the triathlon -- the TV was on for the one hour and forty-five minutes of swimming, cycling, and running that these athletes did. It was incredible. I think that triathletes aren't human. Seriously. We're talking 1.5km of swimming in the ocean, only to race back to land, dash over to one's bike, biking for 40km uphill and downhill, running back to park one's bike and change into running shoes, then pretty much running up and down the same course as the bike route for another 10km. It's interesting that even though you're the fastest swimmer, as long as you slow down in biking and running, you're toast. There were so many lead changes throughout the race that it was so hard to tell who'd win or not. The announcers were saying that New Zealand's Bevan Docherty, who placed Silver in Athens, was a shoo-in for the gold. But surprise of surprises, he descended to Bronze with Germany's Jan Frodeno (who was nowhere in sight during the swimming and biking, as well as most of the running, legs) taking home the Gold. It's true what they say -- it doesn't matter how you start; it's how you end.
These athletes inspire me so much -- they sacrifice so many things, like foregoing mall trips or saying no to a cheeseburger craving. They show us what the human body and spirit are capable of, with determination and perseverance.
I mean, look at US swimmer Dara Torres. At 41 years old, she is the oldest swimmer to compete in swimming at the Olympics but what has she achieved in the Beijing Olympics so far? She won three Silver medals for the following events: Women's 4 x 100m Freestyle Relay; Women's 50m Freestyle; Women's 4 x 100m Medley Relay. She puts people half her age to shame.
And she looks great!

I really want to be serious about swimming on weekends again; not for vanity's sake, not only because I'm on an Olympic high. It's because I want to be healthier in terms of my asthma and in terms of needing some exercise in my life. I can't wait to hit the pool this weekend.
Time to watch the games now!
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