4 Years ago I moved into an apartment in Manhattan Beach with one of my best friends, PC. The first weekend we were there it was the AVP Manhattan Beach Open. The second weekend was infamous "6 Man". Our apartment was 2 short blocks from the beach and 2 from the pier. We could crawl home. It was PERFECT!!
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!