The Single Reason for Olympic Success

History has shown us that an incredible phenomenon is soley responsible for American sprinters who achieve Olympic medals. This track and field anomaly seems to elude sprinters of other nations and interestingly enough remains exclusively inherent to the success of Americas sprinters.

Interestingly enough, this mesmerizing oddity, which fuels America’s sprinter’s world class performances, seems to escape the comprehension of sprinters from every other country in the world.

Fascinatingly- tantalizing-and-outrageously-glorific, this incomprehensible training edge avoids conventional thinking which might suggest that great coaching, athleticism and training are the culprit for world class performance.

(I am beside myself at this point)

What is this secret, mystical, cloak-and-dagger, top secret, coded, unitelligible training method…



It hurts, It hurts, the ignorance, it hurts

I’m much better now


that made me laugh james, i did not see that coming.

Wow! And here I always thought it was from “runnin’ from tha Po-Lease”


Maybe you step back and look at the big picture. the BIG picture.
Like it or not, this is the truth.

1 Corinthians 1
18 For the preaching of the cross is to them that perish foolishness; but unto us which are saved it is the power of God.

Mark 16
15 And he said unto them, Go ye into all the world, and preach the gospel to every creature.
16 He that believeth and is baptized shall be saved; but he that believeth not shall be damned.

jesus is just making up for wrecking their houses with a hurricane.

I know what you’re talking about and sometimes it’s annoying,BUT:

What does all the training etc. help you, if:
suddenly you get sick (weeks of pneumonia - no training. or worse cancer?)
your parents force you to work whole day and don’t let you train
you’re so damn poor that you have to work two jobs to survive and no time to train
a car crashes into yours without your fault (legs broken, or even gone)
a guy shoots you in the spine (and you never walk again)
you’re born with one leg
you drop off a horse, bike and break your neck
one day you die in your sleep (Florence Griffith-Joyner)
The list is endless. Maybe it was your last training today…
And some people are grateful for such things not to happen to them and contribute that to a higher being (god), some might call it luck - it’s just a question of your personal style.

a sort of “thanks, god, for not screwing me over too”?


Jesus loves you! You can’t run from Him forever.

The Hound of Heaven – by Francis Thompson

I fled Him, down the nights and down the days;
I fled Him, down the arches of the years;
I fled Him, down the labyrinthine ways
Of my own mind; and in the mist of tears
I hid from Him, and under running laughter.
Up vistaed hopes I sped;
And shot, precipitated,
Adown Titanic glooms of chasmed fears,
From those strong Feet that followed, followed after.
But with unhurrying chase,
And unperturbèd pace,
Deliberate speed, majestic instancy,
They beat - and a Voice beat
More instant than the Feet -
“All things betray thee, who betrayest Me.”

I pleaded, outlaw-wise,
By many a hearted casement, curtained red,
Trellised with intertwining charities;
(For, though I knew His love Who followèd,
Yet I was sore adread
Lest, having Him, I must have naught beside.)
But, if one little casement parted wide,
The gust of His approach would clash it to.
Fear wist not to evade as Love wist to pursue.
Across the margent of the world I fled,
And troubled the gold gateways of the stars,
Smiting for shelter on their clangèd bars;
Fretted to dulcet jars
And silvern chatter the pale ports o' the moon.
I said to Dawn: Be sudden - to Eve: Be soon;
With thy young skiey blossoms heap me over
From this tremendous Lover -
Float thy vague veil about me, lest He see!
I tempted all His servitors, but to find
My own betrayal in their constancy,
In faith to Him their fickleness to me,
Their traitorous trueness, and their loyal deceit.
To all swift things for swiftness did I sue;
Clung to the whistling mane of every wind.
But whether they swept, smoothly fleet,
The long savannahs of the blue;
Or whether, Thunder-driven,
They clanged His chariot 'thwart a heaven,
Plashy with flying lightnings round the spurn o' their feet: -
Fear wist not to evade as Love wist to pursue.
Still with unhurrying chase,
And unperturbèd pace,
Deliberate speed, majestic instancy,
Came on the following Feet,
And a Voice above their beat -
"Naught shelters thee, who wilt not shelter Me."

        Now of that long pursuit
        Comes on at had the bruit;
        That Voice is round me like a bursting sea:
        "And is thy earth so marred,
        Shattered in shard on shard?
        Lo, all things fly thee, for thou fliest Me!
        Strange, piteous, futile thing!
        Wherfore should any set thee love apart?
        Seeing none but I make much of naught" (He said),
        "And human love needs human meriting:
        How hast thou merited -
        Of all man's clotted clay, the dingiest clot?
        Alack, thou knowest not
        How little worthy of any love thou art!
        Whom wilt thou find to love ignoble thee,
        Save Me, save only Me?
        All which I took from thee I did but take,
        Not for thy harms,
        But just that thou might'st seek it in My arms.
        All which thy child's mistake
        Fancies as lost, I have stored for thee at home:
        Rise, clasp My hand, and come."

Halts by me that footfall:
Is my gloom, after all,
Shade of His hand, outstretched caressingly?
"Ah, fondest, blindest, weakest,
I am He Whom thou seekest!
Thou dravest love from thee, who dravest Me."

or if you don’t have the right genetics to make it to that olympic final

you guys are pathetic. And j man i actually liked some of your writings.


On another note, I have seen many fighters claim that Jesus will give them power to win as though they were Samson…only have have their butts beaten down!

No training = you better hope for a miracle! However, there is no reason not to suspect though–depending on one’s faith–that a higher power provided the body (genetics), the facilities, the coaching and all the other factors involved in training for a purpose and to give thanks to that higher power. Don’t knock it till you tried it.

Realizing that discussing this topic of ‘religion’ is often taboo, and borderline inappropriate, on this type of interface, I just can’t help myself.

If the Lord Almighty receives a payoff every time an American sprinter drops his name in the post race interview- he’s a bazillionaire.

Interestingly enough, none of the translated Soviet texts, nor the research of Siff, Verkoshansky, Zastiorsky, Bondarchuk, Charlie, Louie Simmons, etc, ever mentions the importance of God when constructing a training program.

There’s an idea for Charlie’s next DVD…Religious Essentials LOL

At the end of the day, people have to do or believe in what ever it is that gets them through the day feeling righteous about things.

I for one, HOWEVER, am sick and tired of the Olympic stage being used as a forum for ‘Spreading the Word’


Does this mean that the weekend in Tahiti is off?LOL!

Lets burn all religious books too and send all religious people to an arena to fight lions. Then finally jman316 will be happy with his life and no longer have to worry about all these ignorant closed-minded good for nothing waste of flesh people possibly influencing him lest he succumb to their beliefs.

Dude, what are your issues? Why does any ot this matter?

Take it easy Herb,

First off. I was raised Roman Catholic, I was an alter boy, so on and so on, as the years went on I realized that I had no need to follow, believe, or have faith,in any external enitity.

Being 30 years old and a military veteran, I have had my share of powerful experiences, and I have not had the need to believe in anything other than myself in order to negotiate lifes challenges.

The point of this post was that it’s annoying to hear God, God , God everytime someone wins a race.

If we try and quanitfy the variables which contribute to elite athleticism, I am quite certain that God does not factor in.

That’s it, I’m done.

Herb, lighten up and have a laugh.

I have my religous beliefs … others have theirs … people who don’t believe don’t.


I don’t bother people with my beliefs … I don’t expect people of other persuasions to bother me with theirs … therefore … I don’t expect those who have no beliefs to bother me with their non-beliefs either.


And we all get along fine that way.

Now if Mo Greene wants to thank Ronald Mc Donald or Mickey Mouse, MJ ‘the shoes’ and Wheaties or frankly the man in the moon … I could care less…

though … while I think about it … I’m happier seeing them ‘advertise’ for God than some other guy like Phil Knight.

got my vote.

It’s good for someone to acknowledge God’s provision in victory or defeat. God has given them their ability, and the circumstances to unleash it. I always like it when someone does that.

I think it could be a psychological edge. Athletes might try harder with “God on their side.” And when they win, they’re so overwhelmed that who do they thank? God!

In all honesty, why would god care soley on one person and their 100m race when he has other things going on like wars, genocide, and out space to deal with? It’s just a psycohlogical edge but in reality, He isn’t focusing on that one person in that one race