It’s estimated that 200,000 people watched the Men’s Triathlon today in London. I’m happy to report that I was one of them. When I attended the women’s triathlon last Saturday I started off watching them swim. This time I skipped the swimming part of the race since the crowd was already large and rapidly growing. If I wanted to see anything I knew I had stake a spot. I stood behind a somewhat short family.
But first, here are some photos of my wanderings down to Hyde Park.
The crowd was festive and did their best to find decent spots to watch and to keep themselves entertained.
People kept climbing the trees and on top of this phone booth. The cops would ask them to get down. This lady seemed to put up a fight. At least that is how it looked, but I was across the street. She lost. If you look closely, you can see a leg in the tree. That gentleman had to get down as well.
How many volunteers does it take to put up an umbrella?
Finally, the race starts. Now what? More waiting and preparation.
Here come the bikes!
And again! They did seven laps. I was starting to get exhausted.
The running starts. I’m not sure which is my favorite. The bikes go whizzing by, but it’s easier to get photos of the runners.
Whew! Now it’s time for my walk home to see who won.
The Brownlee brothers of Great Britain took the gold and bronze. And in case you are wondering, that is not my dog that is behaving. My dog would be chasing all of the pigeons.