R.B.B.R.

Back on Valentines Day (we are romantics, I guess) my family had their first annual R.b.b.R race (rootbeer burger run). This is where the contestants ate a burger, drank a rootbeer, and ran a lap (my brothers think it's manly if you can guzzle down rootbeer and eat meat). They had 30 minutes to complete as many laps/consume as much as possible. There was a judge to make sure that everything was swallowed before starting a new lap. It was intense.

There was also a vote to see who could win the "best use of spandex" award (which explains some of the above)

Elsie in training
Callie is so proud of her father's pace
The grub and brewskies
There was a designated puke area. If someone did not use this area to let go of their stomache's rejected intake, then they had a half lap deferral (no bueno) Just about everyone made it to the bucket.

Best dressed (Adam, Brandon, and James)
Alas, my two brothers tied for first!! I've never been more proud of my GENES.
This is now the tradition for every Saturday morning nearest Valentines day if you would like to participate next year. Start stretching your stomach now.

For footage of the event go to:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ehftlrNbWis
(sorry, because of youtube's copyright policy the music will not play on the footage, but is still well worth your gandering). ENJOY.