They switch into the running portion of the event. Every ounce of power is gone by this point, but somehow they find the strength to push on. There is only respect given as even those in last place receive fanfare while passing. No matter the country, no matter the language, it's all about respect.
The race isn't over, but I am. All this triathlon watching, photo taking, and patriotism has made me tired. I'm going to sleep.