Olympic Fever

I hope everyone has been lovin' the Pawlympics over at Lenny's blog. I have been on the edge of the couch every day checking out the GREAT competition. Whew! I also watch the Naked Ape Games and I read this story in the NYT with great interest. It is about how certain body types lend themselves to certain sports so people tend to look similar. I told my ma ape she should go into sumo wrestling. She was not amused. I decided to figure out what body types OUR bodies look like.

My sissy Ethel is a runner.

And she has always reminded me of the British distance runner and marathon record-holder Paula Radcliffe. I'm fairly certain that if we dangled a tennis ball in front of Ethel she could probably run a marathon.

My baby brudder Oscar is also a runner who can go really fast in spurts--but he likes to run ALL the time and he is really loud and proud and never gets tired.

And he kinda reminds me of Usain Bolt--the world's fastest man who won the 100 and 200 and likes to celebrate--which he has plenty of time to do while waiting for everyone to catch up.

I am a compact dude.

Ethel suggested I should look to weightlifters for my body type:

But I think I'm a dead ringer for Canadian diver Alexandre Despatie who is very muscley, especially in the legs.. Tell the truth--can you tell which is which?



As a part of my Olympic training regimen I have decided to adopt the Michael Phelps diet of 12,000 calories per day.

No more diets! I'm in training.

And just for my friend Ruby (and her mom), here's Michael Phelps and his dog Herman.