The annual 6 Man is one of the GREATEST weekends ever!! In fact, it may just be one of the best experiences life has to offer. Words are WHOLLY incapable of accurately conveying the enormity of the event and exactly how awesome it is. But just understand, its a beach volleyball tournament with around 400 teams with anywhere from 6-20members per team. Each team and most of its fans are all dressed in costumes. Add in all the fans, and the number of people packing the roughly 1/2mi by 300yd section of sand reaches into the stratosphere. On Friday night last year our apartment looked like we looted a liquor store with ~300 jello shots in the fridge, countless 30 packs and about 10gals. of Margarita and plenty of Faderade crammed into the kitchen and living room. Here is a pic of our "Team Riviera Mexican Grill" from last year.
To give you a better idea, and for mainly the male audience viewing pleasure, please click on the link & sit back and absorb the following video presentation.
Alas, my life has changed now days. Triathlon has provided me with some of the best and most gratifying experiences of my life and allowed me to form some priceless friendships. But a weekend like 6 Man really tests my dedication to this sport. On tap for this weekend is not the marathon sun, bikini, drinking, fun session that 6 man offers, but rather, a big training weekend down in San Diego in the luxurious accommodations of the Wernick Manor that includes a Mt. Palomar climb in the roughly 14hrs of fun that is scheduled. Who'd have thunk in one year I would be trading the Bud Lights and Jello Shots, for Gatorades and Gels, the board shorts for spandex, and the view of drunk bikini clad girls engaging in all sorts of debauchery, for that of Kevin or Alan's back & calves as we struggle up Palomar? Not me, I tell you that!! But here I am. Kona is less than 3 months away, and I just don't think a weekend like 6 Man is what the Dr. prescribes for the best possible finish on the Big Island. This weekend is going to hurt in more ways than one. Hopefully Charisa will be able to convince me not to ride my bike off the Mtn. to put an end to my misery!
Ah, I can so relate to this. Drunken summer days on the beach were my specialty just a mere couple years ago. It's probably best that you're getting out of town all together. And I have a strong feeling that you'll have a couple more high points to the weekend other than just staring at man calves :)
ReplyDeleteThe best part of this post: On that video, there is a guy wearing a shirt that says "I am the man from Nantucket" hahahaha. Classic.
I could bring you some jello shots on the ride, but I'm guessing they are gonna melt. Repeat after me, "I will not ride my bike off Palomar" . . .
ReplyDeletei made the same kind of decisions 3 years ago... and it's paid... but there is always a place for hanging out on the beach and drinking some cold beers.
ReplyDeletejust think of how much better the beer will taste after tackling palomar... get after it this weekend!
If I'd known I would've gotten drunk and worn my bikini up Palomar so you wouldn't feel so bad. Just think of the picture Rick Clemson would've gotten......
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