Stockholm marathon was held last Saturday (31 May) in good conditions for both runners and spectators. The track was a circle (of sorts) through the city and the runners did 2 laps to complete the run. I had a bit of time to cheer the runners on and to do a bit of photography. I stayed at the 12 / 36 km mark and caught the tail end – and the front end.
One of the last runners. At a leisurely walking pace, perhaps contemplating what went wrong with the training strategy. Perhaps the decision to run was based on memories of youth and how fit he was? Or was it a bet? Middle age crisis? This split-second story is a riddle with many possible outcomes.
Ailsa’s travel theme this week is cities – and the yearly recurring marathons are certainly slice of urban life:
- Main body of runners passing city hall towards city
- Tail end moving up towards city hall
- Still happy at 12km
- Can’t let a marathon interfere with an SMS
- Yea g’day
- At a brisk pace
- Was this really a good idea?
- the leader (and winner) at 36 km