This week, per usual, I’ve been watching sports I see only during the Olympics: fencing, badminton, table tennis, water polo.
Then I go to the gym, where an extremely fit woman visiting from Colombia has been putting herself through a rigorous routine: weights, treadmill, jump-rope, repeat. The other day I asked her if she was an athlete back home.
“Yes,” she said. “I play water polo.”
It was a bit like learning a new word and then almost immediately coming across it in a sentence.
