most human beings, I have a dream. I dream of the Olympics, multicolored rings, aggressive flag bearing patriotism, and of course, the fabled medals. I dream of being an Olympic race walker. My fascination with the Olympics began two years ago, when Brazil lit the torch in her city of Rio de Janeiro. There, I saw my destiny, the men’s 20 kilometer race walk- I began dreaming of gold. Like Michael Phelps, I dived headfirst into the pools of the Olympics, researching their history from every last minute