My brother, Moe, ran a marathon today. It was an unexpectedly hot October day in Chicago and when he got to about mile 22 the race was canceled. The cops and race volunteers drove around and announced that too many people had heat stroke already and they didn't have the resources to take care of more people, should any of them get ill. He was understandably disappointed and was ordered to walk the rest of the race.
Tired runners in Chinatown:
My disappointed brother:
My disappointed brother running away: