Note: Vague but I am trying to convey a strong emotion. Hope it reaches.
His chest was squarish and led to the flat torso chiselled like an ancient Greek sculpture. When he ran, the Adam's apple moved up and down in rhythm with his lungs. His hands had veins which became more prominent when he clenched his fist. The hair flew in the air like a lion's mane. When he crossed the ending line, he looked up at the sky. It seemed so far. He stretched his hands up high. He could feel his hands touching the fluffy surface of the sky.
The crowd at the stadium went into an uproar.
They were overwhelmed to see a man touch the sky, he thought.