Jessica Ennis’s abs. Usain Bolt’s speedy legs. Chris Hoy’s thighs. Victoria Pendelton’s pretty face. Chad Le Clos’s hilarious dad, Bert. All things that we’ve been obsessing over, in the past two weeks.
Twitter, usually the home of idle banter about Mary Berry’s perfect baps on The Great British Bake Off (not those kind of baps, mind out of the gutter please) has been dominated by one topic of conversation.
People who usually have something called a “social life” (you remember it – back in the day, before you had kids, when you used to go to a place called “the pub” and drink “wine”? No?) have been cancelling plans in favour of watching the Heptathalon or the Men’s 100m final on the telly box.
The entire country has experienced something known as national pride. We’ve wooped, we’ve cheered, we’ve patted ourselves on the back and said “We’re bloody good at dressage/rowing/gymnastics, aren’t we?”
What has caused this nationwide shift in attitude and behaviour? The London 2012 Olympic Games, of course. And why should us grown-ups be the only ones to enjoy a slice of the sporting action? I’ve fallen head-over-running-shoes for this HappyLand Race Track from Early Learning Centre. Currently half price at £10, it contains the race track, hurdles, a high jump, 3 HappyLand runners, 3 paralympians, a photographer, a podium and even a whistle to start the races with.
Imagine the hours of fun (“No, it’s my turn to be Jess Ennis! You can be Katarina Johnson-Thompson this time”) and the chance to get your little ones excited about sports before they’re even old enough to play them.
I’ll race you to Early Learning Centre. On your marks, get set, go!