So, um, yeah…. The Ravelympics. Knitting as a sport. Citius, Altius, Fortius.

One week after the opening ceremonies, nearly halfway through the Winter Games, and it’s looking less and less likely that this knitter will finish the race. A spectacular crash into the sidelines is a surer bet.

It seemed like a good idea at the time — using the event as a chance to finish a stalled WIP, rather than going for the gold and casting on a new project to be finished in 17 days. So I entered my Moderne Log Cabin blanket, which looked like this when I stalled out in mid-November.

Here’s where it was at the end of last weekend.

That’s pretty much another 200 yards of yarn, and it gained me about 3% (if I’m being generous) of the total blanket. Sigh. At least the miles of garter stitch involved are a good match for watching the winter sports, which I do love. And, as I learned last Saturday, working on a large, wool blanket is the perfect choice when sitting in a freezing ice rink watching the kid’s skating lesson.

Next Ravelympics? I’ll be signing up for the single-skein skate.