Sunday, June 22, 2008
posted by Grizzly Adam at 9:40 PM | Permalink |
Epic Adolescence
Fatty's Triathlon was fun. Pure ear to ear toothy grin fun. It struck me during the day just how juvenile riding a bike can be. Here was a sizable group of adults riding two-wheelers on swoopy trails, laughing, smiling and trash talking. And then afterward, we slid down a rock into a pool of water.
Like I said, it was just plain ol' fun. Even if my epic whiteness was blinding in the mid day sun.
Labels: farmer tan, fat cyclist, triathlon
That was a blast. The sliding rock was the perfect post ride, pre-brat activity.