About Fast People
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So this guy is fast. Crazy fast. Freakishly Fast. It’s amazing to watch world class athletes. If you notice at the end of this video Bolt is just gliding along at a slow pace for him, but the camera man next to him is running with everything he has just to try to catch up to bolts slow paced jog.
I used to think I was fast. That is when I was in cub scouts. We had a cub scout Olympics in our local church and I took home many of the first place awards. I came to find out later in the regional Cub Scout Olympics that my local church must have been rigged in my favor. Did I just find a bunch of metals and pick them up? If you watched how far behind I was everyone in the regional Olympics you might think there was some credibility to that idea.
It wasn’t really the fact that I lost that devastated me, it was the fact that I think I may have been dead last. A few years later with my confidence back I had forgotten about that day and must have chalked it up to a bad day. When the cutest girl in my school class asked me to join the Orem Track Club with her.
This wasn’t just a cute girl, it was Jaime Stansworth. She was clearly the most beautiful girl in the 4th grade… and we were “Going Out.” That term “Going Out” meant in Elementary School that we were an item. But it also meant that we were mostly scared to talk to each other.
So for her to invite me into joining up with the Orem track club was like the heavens had opened and light was shining on me. There was no way in the world I would say no. I went home, told my parents I wanted to join the track club and they paid the fees. (My Mom, knowing how fast I was, must have been thinking I was crazy)
My first practice was very revealing. I had my track shoes on that had the nifty spikes. I could see Jaime’s blond hair being blown in the wind. Life was good.
Jaime came up to me and said we should race. My male mind thought, I better be easy on her. I don’t want to make her look bad. We got set, and some other kid (I don’t remember any of the other kids besides Jaime.) said “On your mark, get set, GO!”
From that point on all I could see was Jaime’s back. I could see her legs moving so fast that they started to blur. In a moment it was over… well at least for her as she crossed the finish line way before I did. Then a few moments later, it was over for me.
I remember the look on her face. She didn’t have to say anything.. I could see “You are so slow” written all over her face.
My Manhood stood in the balance. I had just been beaten badly by a girl. Not just any girl, but the cutest girl in 4th grade. I could feel that whatever had possessed her to be my girlfriend up until then was quickly leaving her.
I had to do something, and quick. I said, “I think I’ll try the Shot Put”.
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