Once again we have witnessed the end of another Olympic Winter Games. I am a little sad to see them end, but it has been fun to watch these displays of athleticism and sport. Goodbye, PyeongChang! Hello, Beijing! 😃
I always find the end of the Olympic Games to be a little sad. For a little while we are reminded of what a human being can achieve from an athletic (and perhaps an artistic) perspective. The performance envelope is pushed a little further at each new Olympic Games. Memories are made for athletes, coaches, family, friends, and spectators. Athletic glory is won. Medal-winning performances are celebrated (unless more was expected) and disappointing outcomes mourned. For a little while, the world is united by a love of sport. Then the closing ceremony inevitably arrives. The young people of the world are invited to assemble again in the future to compete at the host city of the next scheduled Games. The flame is extinguished and we are left to await the next Olympic Games.
An Olympic athlete has sacrificed so much in pursuit of their athletic goals (of course, their families…
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