Biathlon, Susan Dunklee and Olympic Records
My favorite Winter Olympic
sport is Biathlon. For those of you (and
you are legion) who have never heard of biathlon, it is a sport that combines
cross-country skiing and marksmanship.
Both men and women compete, singly and as teams.
The sport has its roots in Norway and was a part of military
training. The reasons for this training
are obvious. If you are protecting a
mountainous and snow-bound country from invaders you are going to have to
travel fast and shoot straight. It sounds
so simple. But, like so much that seems
simple on the surface, there are layers of complication.
Imagine yourself as a competitor in this race. You are a skier on a cross-country race. You can cover the course in any style you
wish, but your skis, poles and rifle are your only required and allowed
material. The ski’s can not be shorter
than your height, minus 4 cm. Some of
the hills are up hill and you have to climb them in your skis. Some are down hill and you get to glide, but
it is a race, so up or down, you have to be as fast as you can. But this is not a race of speed and distance
alone. Periodically (twice or four times
depending on the race) you have to stop, assume a prone or standing position,
and fire five shots at a mechanical target.
And you are not allowed to just miss a target, shrug and
move on. Every missed shot requires the
competitor to either ski a, “penalty lap” of 150 meters, or have a minute added
to their time. They might also have to
load an extra cartridge and retry the target.
Any way you cut it, a lost shot is lost time. Of course, in the military situation this
competition was born in, a missed shot lost you a great deal more.
As a biathlete you carry a small bore rifle (7.7 lbs.)
excluding ammo and magazine. The target
range is 160 feet. When firing from the
prone position the target is a circle 1.8 inches in diameter. In the standing position, the target circle
is 4.5 inches—which lets you know which position is the more difficult. Personally, I wouldn’t hit anything but the
snow—because sooner or later, every bullet comes to ground.
My friends might be surprised that I would rather watch
biathlon than any Winter Olympic event. They
know that this body does not like cold, snow or skiing. I am also scared to death of guns. So what is the attraction? Discipline.
Work ethic. Excellence for the
sake of excellence. The biathlon is pure
competition. It is won or lost by
measureable results. You can’t buy
influence on a stop watch. And it is so
very, very hard.
My
Dad was a marksman, I have hunters in my family, and I know that a good shot requires
heartbeat control. These athletes stress
themselves aerobically in the run, and then govern their bodies to slow that
heartbeat, become self aware and fire between beats. What self control!
Biathletes get none of the glory, glamour or hype of the
high-profile competitors, but look at what they do. On February 9, Susan Dunklee, a 27 year old
from Barton, VT, finished 14th in the women’s sprint biathlon. This is the best finish by any American
woman in this event. How many of
us are ever going to be the best at anything?
Here is a real Olympian—smart, strong, controlled, and sweet
mother-of-pearl can she ski and shoot.
The United States Biathletes are keeping the faith.
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