Phelps, Lochte and Wieber, oh my!
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It's that time again. The one that only comes every four years and we cannot help but become mesmerized and addicted. The 2012 Olympics in London. Honestly, I tuned in for the Opening Ceremonies because I missed the "incredible" Beijing show. You would think I had learned from the 2012 Winter Olympics it's not a good idea. I fell asleep as one of the "B" countries was parading in. I've kept my eyes on the games because I wanted to see Michael Phelps break the medal record, for the gymnastics (even though the men's makes me a little uncomfortable) and even some beach volleyball. The trouble is that I get so wound up and excited that I cannot fall asleep! Last night's women's gymnastics and men's relay was heart-pounding and nail-biting. I found myself crying when the USA won a gold in gymnastics. Then I thought: "why am I crying? I didn't do anything. They worked really hard and earned the medal." Seriously, I a