Why walk if you can run?
Because racewalking is designed to keep you from putting all your weight on one leg. For me, running = a sharp jab under the kneecap every time my foot hits the ground.
I think there should be an Olympic event called "Fix your computer after the latest service pack hosed it."
There could if we started the Geek Olympics.
And the shot for putting. Can't see the point of the discus as well.
Oh, the wtf-ness of MP in no way makes me not love it. But I do find it incredibly amusing that the bunch of upper-class Euro guys who decided to revive/update the Olympics decided that "survival skills" meant pretty much "what upper-class Euro guys like us are talking about when we want to feel all manly about ourselves".
I think the survival difference between decathlon and MP is whether or not you have a gun or a horse.
What, no love for the survival value of a round-robin of single-touch epee encounters?
I do love the Olympic sports where you trace their origin to an actual useful skill.
For me, biathalon wins on this one. Skiing and shooting!
And the shot for putting. Can't see the point of the discus as well.
It just throws better, no? Like, if you're going to see how far you can throw things, you might as well pick the furthest-throwing? That would work in battle as well, I'd imagine. A rock-throwing kind of battle?
the bunch of upper-class Euro guys who decided to revive/update the Olympics decided that "survival skills" meant pretty much "what upper-class Euro guys like us are talking about when we want to feel all manly about ourselves"
Now, don't go dissing M. Coubertin!
Why walk if you can run?
I'd say it's probably the equivalent of the breaststroke in swimming. It's not fast, but you could go a lot farther before tiring.
The discus just looks harder to aim.
Rock-throwing is an early survival skill!
Men's and women's - same distance.
I put the modifier in the wrong place (I thought it! I swear!). Men's racewalk. Women's is only 20km, according to wikipedia.
Men's racewalk. Women's is only 20km, according to wikipedia.
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Also, WTF? Apparently, women can't walk that long?
Now, don't go dissing M. Coubertin!
I'd only ever do it with the greatest of affection - because otherwise he'd shoot me, stab me, and run me over with his horse. All at once. (And of course because I'm pathetically dependent on one of those
other
19th-century upper-class euro sports.)