Trithisathon!

The race went quite well. Competition is fun. To be in. With your siblings. Whether it's playing a board game such as Sniglets (right), or racing the bike-leg of the triathalon, The Urban Epic (above), it's always nice to push yourself.

I was very nervous before the race, having never road-biked before or been in a triathalon. However, once I finally sorted out the mess of not having the right cleats to fit on Sean's bike pedals, by having two volunteers drive to a shop to retrieve $18 fitting cleats for me, I hopped on Sean's bike. It's fast. I was happy and translated all nervousness into excitement for the race.

Nicky and Jon did spectacularly. I'm still trying to get over how well they did. To check out the results, click here, and check out Nicky's 2nd-place finish in her age division, Jon's flaming speed times, and The Vikings' sometimes successful attempts at keeping up with them.

Another good incentive to do a triathalon is the company and cheering that go with it. Mariah Contreras was there with her dog! As was Ninny and Jon's parents who all joined us for dinner (or was it three dinners apiece, right Sean?!) at the good ole' Maine Lobster Shack at Two Lights (not in the State Park, though).Photo courtesy of Stairsby Sidemar Iahcontreras.

While at Lobster Shack, Jon's dad, Jack, gets reacquainted with the Maine coast. Ah, smell that beautiful salt rolling up!


And don't think that only Sean and I ate three meals! We just made our orders blatantly obvious! Check out all of the hungry animals with human suits on at this table, heagh (here in Maine accent)!


What further proof for eating a lot can you ask for, save a photograph of the culprits staggering down the stairs with the sign dedicated to the place of eatage behind them? That's what I thought!But remember, this is still the day of the triathlon, started at 5:30am wake-up, just as my girlfriend, Alisa, in NYC texted my telephone saying that she was just getting to bed after what i can only guess was a spectacular night of dancing, music, and lights in the city of lights. in basements. So, below are a few more pictures from the scene of the post-triathalon.
Here's Team Viking, there's Sean with a perfectly timed water-attack, and here's the soonlyweds!




How can you end a triathalon right, after eating well? How about go to Ninny's, go to our camp in Litchfield, ME, and play sniglets (with weird player pieces) and go on some inner tubes on the lake, which is in actuality only a pond of giganticenormoustature?

Yeah, agreed. It was nice. I couldn't sit down or crouch for a day thanks to not training for the triathalon. So how does the rest of Team Vikings do it?! I'll have to ask them for their recipe for Strengthandendurance!

Now, it's time for looking ahead. It's time to prepare for an engagement party for two fun people. Who should we engage?!

Stay tuned for more exciting and spontaneous combustion of thoughts and noises!

-Your readyreadygo Landescaper, N8