HOTS Triathlon

OK, so it's been a couple weeks since I last posted and that last one didn't make a whole lot of sense. Hopefully this one will be a little more coherent.

In the past couple weeks, quite a lot has happened. I've been to a place on a lake in Ontario, Canada; my brother and I drove there from Washington (the state). On the way there we stopped in Cleveland, OH (AH! FIFO's!) and Erie, PA to see some people we know. The place on the lake and the lake itself were just as great as I remember them. I took my bike and my uncle Bill and I rode, ran, and swam a whole lot. It was awesome! Between all that, gorging myself with food, jumping off cliffs, and wakeboarding, I didn't have time to do a serious update. It went so fast that I decided I'm going to try to stay there for a month next summer.
On the way back to Washington, my brother and I stopped in a few places in western PA, Ohio again, Michigan to see my little sister, Minnesota to drop off my brother, and I was going to stop at my parents' place in Wyoming, but time ran short.

Since I've been back, I've been pretty busy: I completed my first triathlon this weekend (.5mi swim/14.6mi ride/3.6mi run) and I'm going to start work (BLEH!) tomorrow and I've still got that Ride for MS (click the link, have a heart, donate money to MS. I need to raise $250 to participate.). I don't forsee myself being any less busy in the near future, what with school starting and all, so I'll be making fewer posts or they'll be shorter or both or neither. Who knows?

The real reason for this post was to mention that I finished my first triathlon this weekend, which I already did. However, I thought that this would add some credibility and let the people who care know how I did.

Shirts

I don't like wearing shirts. They suck and soak up all my sweat and keep it there not letting it evaporate into the air as it should. Then they get all sticky and smelly and generally uncomfortable to wear. I think we got the wrong idea with this whole clothes thing. I bet that if clothes were never invented, we'd all have evolved a nifty fur coat like the cheetahs have. (As a side note, cheetahs spelled backwards is shateehc, if that makes any sense. What a crazy world we live in!) Of course, some of us who live in cold places like Canada (adanaC) would be more like a polar bear instead of a cheetah. That'd be warmer than your sweater, eh? I don't know if that would be any better; I don't really like body hair, either, but I guess that if my hair looked like a cheetah's, I wouldn't mind it so much. Fleas might be a problem, however. I don't like fleas; I don't like them more than I expect I would like having a cheetah's cool clothes. They're all bitey and jumpy and not squishy. They pop when you squeeze them, but only when you use two hard surfaces like your fingernails and not soft like the skin on your fingers. I bet I'd still have all the skin on my fingers if I'd quit biting and climbing and suffocating candles with them.

Have you ever had a thought that you thought and it lead to another thought and then another and the cycle kept going until you decided to start documenting the thoughts that lead to other thoughts and then you stop because it starts getting a little too silly?