Ah, the New York City Triathlon.  Sometimes it kills people.  Sometimes it's just so damn hot and humid that people are left hilariously stumbling around with cramps and heat exhaustion.

I especially like all the little signs left on the ground for our hero to crash through.  Were there no carefully constructed houses of cards or plate glass windows or collapsible tables available?  He really could have been used to better comedic effect.

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