In high school, I was on the Track and Field Team.  I think that they allowed me on the team out of pity, because, as I recall, I wasn't very competitive.  I competed in the high jump and the hurdles, and I was the official javelin catcher.

Okay, I made that last part up, but, you get the point.

I remember falling (frequently) at the track meets.  Usually when my knee or foot would come into contact with a hurdle.  Boom, crash, skid, bleed, crawl off of the track, in that order (well, maybe I am leaving out the crying part).

What this young lady does after she falls in remarkable.  I didn't even see tears.  Just determination.

Picture of Track Meet
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