I was lucky to have watched Usain Bolt run in the 200m finals today live. What a guy. Not only is he not stony-faced like most of the other sprinters, he blew away the world record time of 19.32 seconds, despite running into a headwind. Down the stretch, you could see him glance over at the clock and I just knew he wasn’t going to let up one bit going into the finish line to try and break the record.
And perhaps to appease his detractors, his celebration was quite muted, occurring only after passing the finish line. He seems like such a confident, happy kid, not much older than I. And how appropriate that today was his 22nd birthday – the stadium sang happy birthday to him. I can’t imagine the feeling that must have been: gold and a wonderful birthday celebration.