FOR some reason, I was thinking of my childhood sports hero today. She was more like a superhero really, but well, that doesn't matter. With a headcover I was nine during the 1988 Olympics in Seoul and was glued to the TV, watching the games, and the very first time I saw her on the track, I was taken up by the super-human appeal. As a child, it was one thing to see someone run that fast but I was also smitten by her sense of track costumes, hair, nail and make-up. Very flashy, 80s and the world was tuned to her. Much like an American superhero. She touched the finishing line with a victor's smile. I felt all that energy bursting through that little TV that hung in our bedroom. It was over-powering and instantly began my adoration for American athlete Florence Griffith-Joyner or famously known as FloJo. If you remember her (although I believe if you had seen her, you'd never forget her), FloJo was the fastest woman of all time. She won three gold medal...
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