I must’ve gone stir crazy.That’s the only way I can explain some of my behavior during the most recent winter storm.Last week, when the snow fell and the temperatures dropped so low they would’ve made Batman’s nemesis Mr. Freeze complain, I stayed home as much as possible, as I’m guessing many of you did. Introvert that I am, I generally don’t mind spending long stretches at home with my two cats and my TV, computer and phone screens to keep me company. Last week, however, I must have tired of waiting for the thermometer to get above freezing – or even above zero – because I did something I rarely do: I thought about the Winter Olympics.Please don’t misunderstand. I’m not hating on the Winter Olympics. As I recall, I enjoyed watching them on television growing up, especially the speed skating and ice hockey events. And I still have soft spots in my heart for champion figure skaters Dorothy Hamill and Kata...