An Olympics of Extraordinary Magnitude, Part 5

Olympic sports can be divided into two categories: ones which I could not conceive of doing myself (gymnastics, platform diving, etc.), and ones which are more relatable, even though I know I’d never have the skill (archery, rowing, cycling, etc.).  Running is of the latter variety, insofar as I know what it is to run, and even race against another person.  The difference, naturally, lies in the level of talent.  I cannot run a hundred meters in ten seconds.  That is simply incredible.  Olympic track events are, to me, the essence of athleticism.  The footrace is sport in its purest form.  And since I know what it feels like to run, and since I know I couldn’t run a 26 mile marathon in two days–much less two hours–I am in awe of these athletes.