There’s been more talk about Ryan Lochte’s love life than his medals since he landed in Rio for the 2016 Olympics. See that little raise of the eyebrow when he says “verified”? I didn’t even know you could get a verified Tinder account.
He told hosts on the “TODAY” Show he has an active, “verified” Tinder account and is not currently dating anyone.
Twenty-six women raced a ten-kilometre course this morning in the choppy aquamarine waters off Copacabana Beach, completing the last of the Olympic women’s swimming events, and the only one not held in a pool.
(The men will follow tomorrow.) It was a fitting conclusion to the past week’s exhilarating and historic indoor aquatic performances.
They were continually tapping the feet of whomever they were following, just to mess with that person’s head.
Yet, when the camera switched to a surface-level closeup, it revealed a packed scrum of capped-and-goggled heads and windmilling, criss-crossing arms amid a boiling whitewater broth.
Although marathon swimming, as the contest is known, only became an Olympic event in 2008, at the Beijing Games, it nods to the sport’s ancient origins more than anything that happens now in a pool. Pool swimming is a spectacle of perfection, with each competitor alone in a lane, exhibiting peak mastery of one of the sport’s four strokes—backstroke, breaststroke, butterfly, or freestyle.Open-water swimming is cruder, less elegant, more primal.