My regular Sunday web chat with the younger of our two sons consisted primarily of comparing how exhausted we each are. He is in the middle of a busy conference schedule, and worked from 6:30 am Thursday until noon Friday without a break for a proper meal or any sleep, and well, I have written at length of the Herculean labours of trolleying two cats to the vets and back this week, from which I am still in the process of recovering.
I think it was when when I said if sleeping were an Olympic sport I could sleep for Canada that the idea was born. Why not an Olympics for people like us, the dead-on-your-feet business man, the totally exhausted new mother, the beer-bellied and the old lady tottering along on her cane? In other words, Why not an:
Sports might include;
In the Sleep Category:
Power Napping, Long Duration Delta Wave, Synchronized Snoring, Yawn Tennis, Sleep Cycling, Snooze, and Curling Up.
In the Couch Potato Category:
Channel Surfing, Most Miles Put on the Rocking Chair (timed event), Biggest Bladder Marathon, and Someone Poke Him and See if He's Still Alive.
There will also be a Procrastination Event, though anyone who shows up for it before all the medals have been awarded and the arena has been swept will be automatically disqualified.