{"id":47,"date":"2011-06-06T11:12:00","date_gmt":"2011-06-06T10:12:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.gydle.ch\/blog\/?p=47"},"modified":"2015-10-30T09:26:39","modified_gmt":"2015-10-30T16:26:39","slug":"winning-and-wining","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.gydlepublishing.com\/blog\/2011\/06\/winning-and-wining\/","title":{"rendered":"Winning and Wining"},"content":{"rendered":"

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\nMy apologies for the long dry spell. I had a couple of riveting novels to finish reading, and I was so disappointed in the new nutrition guidelines that I couldn\u2019t get up the energy to write about them. One, the dinner plate looks nothing at all like a Rothko painting, and two, there is no dessert on it. Not even a single jelly bean. There was so much gnashing of teeth about the old guidelines and how horrible they were that I admit I was expecting something a little more inspiring. At least in the old ones they drew little pictures of food, for those who were unclear on what constitutes a \u2018vegetable\u2019 or what counts as \u2018dairy.\u2019 \u201cWhaddya mean I don\u2019t eat enough fruit? I had two bowls of Froot Loops for breakfast!\u201d <\/i>The guidelines also imply that you should drink milk for your dairy, which I find blatantly disingenuous. To be fair they should have put another circle to the upper left of the plate, labeled \u201calcohol.\u201d Everything in moderation, right? But for me, the deal breaker was dessert. And that\u2019s all I\u2019m going to say about it.<\/p>\n

It was also the final week of the French Open and Roger Federer was still in the tournament, so I had to watch. He rose to sublime new heights of tennis mastery over Novak Djokovic in the semis. There\u2019s that kid on the other side of the net, shooting bullets at him at a gazillion miles an hour, and he still manages to look smooth and unconcerned. But then Nadal cleaned his cuckoo clock in the final. I don\u2019t even want to look at the local paper this morning. If they\u2019re not checking him into a retirement home, they\u2019ll be whining about how fatherhood has ruined his focus. News flash! \u00a0You can\u2019t win all the time! And Nadal is extraterrestrial on clay. He probably sleeps on the stuff. Eats it for breakfast.<\/p>\n

In between sets I went onto YouTube and watched some classic Federer commercials, like this one with the Lindor balls at the airport security check <\/a>(strip search, anyone?). I ran across a great clip where he\u2019s supposed to sit looking serious while the interviewer asks him questions in Spanish. He can\u2019t stop laughing. He breathes deeply, bites his lip, goes to get a drink of water, does everything he can think of, but every time the guy starts talking Roger just cracks up. I love it. I challenge you to watch it and not laugh<\/a>.<\/p>\n

Here\u2019s another one where Federer and Nadal are supposed to be answering questions and they both can\u2019t stop laughing. We should all start the day looking at a clip of someone laughing. It’s great therapy.
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