Th'lympics and Ludicruos Schvinglish limericks.....

Having spent nearly all night watching the Olympics - yes, I'm addicted, as there is no one here to suggest I be sensible and go to bed - I found myself very bleary eyed, with bags under the bags (!), and still gawping at 06.30 this morning - really must be mad ! My main interest is in the breathing techniques of the competitors - the conclusion is that whatever works for you, trust it. In the case of winning sprinters and track athletes, it is noticable that they have terrific poise, head nicely up - not chin in their chest, minimal rotation of the spine, arms swinging easily, non-aggro expression, controlled exhalation through gently pursed lips, and diaphragmatic release for inhalation - don't you just love watching those rib cages ? Another aspect I find refreshing is that we don't have to witness those steroid pumped up hideous muscular specimens from of a few years ago. Whilst on the staff of The University of Birmingham, I liaised with the sports department to develop and show them my survival breathing technique. The senior coach was a member of the the Olympic medical team and his specific responsibility was to determine the sex of competitors....hmmmm...never asked him how....Like most most medics, they couldn't initially believe that I was capable of living a perfectly healthy and active life with such damaged lungs . Nature and time are the most reliable healers. At Beijing 2008 there have been spectacular results, and I am most impressed that there are such charming, natural people, dolly little ladies and fabulous hunks of men - weightlifting ...unbelievable.... don't mess with any of them... I particularly liked one gorgeous little Asian 'butterfly', skriiieking what sounded like a mouthful unsavoury oathes - who knows, but it worked. She won, lifting a weight equivalent to that of my big car .......phwooor ! That other wonderfully feminine lady, not at all over muscular, is the Russian Pole Vault champion - oh, the way she glides over the bar at the end of a pole, must be the next best thing to flying...? The most touching feature about this lovely, slim, tall, Elena Isinbaeva is that her facial makeup is perfect, with deep set eyes enlarged with mascara - I think she could be Anna Larssons' sister - did you notice the likeness...? To change subject, what are the "ludicrous limericks" ? 'tis their essence to be frivolous - so here goes = A very good tenor from Nacka, enjoyed eating prawns on a cracker ! To train his top "C" he'd breathe out and sing "EEEEE"' - and then nibble his way through a 'macka' ..!! (smorgasbord I'm assured...) Please feel free to write your brainwaves down - and do k..p b.......g....