When Mo Farrah got knocked down in the Olympic 10,000m final all I could hear in my head was the lyrics from that great Chumbawamba song, Tubthumping ….
I get knocked down,
But I get up again
You are never gonna keep me down
As I sat there marvelling at the marvelousness of Mo Farrah crossing the finish line to win his third gold medal (he’s now got himself four) all I could think about was the analogies between athletics and tackling OCD….
This was reinforced a few days later with one of the most amazing pieces of sportsmanship I have ever witnessed occurred when two female athletes (New Zealand’s Nikki Hamblin and American Abbey D’Agostino) fell during their 5,000m semi-final run. (Now bear with me, I will get to the OCD stuff in a moment.)
The American was quickly up, but then stopped and helped Hamblin to her feet who was still strewn on the track. The two tried to continue running together but the American quickly realised she had in fact injured her own knee, and she collapsed back on to the track. This time the Kiwi was the one lifting D’Agostino back up. Realising her injury the American urged the Kiwi to run on alone. After painfully completing the final 4 laps of the track the American fell into the arms of the waiting Hamblin. It’s reported they kept encouraging each other not to give up and reach the finish line (you can watch it here).
Now this is where OCD comes in…