And, look! The Tour de Fat!
That was only so long ago that I have no idea how long ago it was.
But Ryan finally uploaded his pictures {which are also technically my pictures because I killed my camera.)
The man himself {with, like, no facial hair. wtf}
Aaron. Sizin’ up the Connect Four.
Nick and Angie’s heineys. Us un-fit folks saw this view consistently throughout the Tour. They smoked us.
Yours truly. On Angie’s bike. And in her gloves. {thanks, Angie!}
And this was me at the Finish Line. 1st Place!!! Ohmygod I can’t believe I won!
Oh. I totally didn’t win. Is it even a race? I don’t think so.
But I can look into the distance like I won.
Angie thinks she won, too.
Once we got back to ground zero, we were met with many silly bikes.
Is that a pink feather??
Shoe bike. Double bike. La-Z Boy bike.
Angie. Workin it out.
It was really dangerous. Aaron almost lost a cuticle.
Then we did this pretty much the rest of the day. Until it rained anyway.
Pogo Nick!
Pogo Angie!
Pogo Zoë!
Pogo Ryan!
Pogo UFO Aaron!
Pogo Vaudeville Show Guy!
And Elvis.
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