The Spindle Hosts 3rd Burrito Armageddon Triathalon

Headed over to The Spindle to check out the 3rd Burrito Armageddon Triathalon. Fun times.

I wasn't racing, just wanted to ride a bit ahead of the race and get some snapshots. The turnout was pretty good. As soon as the racer lined up and held their shots over their heads for the start, I booked it to the first stop, El Myr. Yeah, mandatory shot for all racers at the start. It was that kind of party.

I didn't get any pics worth posting at El Myr. The real treat at this stop was the heckling. As everyone tried to cram a whole burrito down as fast as they could, spectators and event staff made them feel appropriately silly about what they were doing. Thin skinned? You're gonna let them break your concentration. Stay focused and channel your inner Kobayashi.

Second stop was Argosy where the riders had to do another shot. I heard is was some kind of Jameson and egg-nog concoction.  Then it was on to the mini-cyclocross track. The heckling continued as the riders navigated in an egg nog booze haze, the burrito from the last stop starting to maybe possibly gurgle a litlle in the old tums. Bonus Level: silly string assassins. 

Final Stop - Elmyriachi. I believe that when you got here, you needed to chug a PBR before posting your final time, but I am not quite sure. I was scoping things out up by the finish and the person handing out the PBRs said "Welcome racer", and I told him I didn't race. He said "Oh I have to give these beers to the racers only." Fine, no worries. The I walked around a bit and when I passed in front of the beer zone again, the guy from before came out from behind the table and gave me a tallboy with an event coozie on it. Very Rad!

I hung out til the raffle was completed then headed out. The only downside is that on the way back to my car, I somehow lost the Burrito Armageddon beer coozie. Now, to most people something like that might be no big deal, but I can't stand losing stuff, so it bothered me all the way into late Monday. Hopefully it will find a good home wherever it flew out of my pocket.