tour de fat 2016

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Conrad and I missed Tour de Fat last year because we spent the weekend camping, so I was especially excited for this year’s parade. It started as it usually does, with brunch + booze!

By the way, if you’ve never heard of Tour de Fat, it is a bicycle parade held by New Belgium Brewery and is a Fort Collins tradition. This year marked the tour’s 17th anniversary!



My costume this year was kind of slapped together at the last minute, but I think it turned out really good!


{P.S. It is surprisingly hard to pose for a photo without smiling! This was attempt #5…}

Sufficiently fed, we took off for the parade…



…where, as predicted, the tour was in full swing!


The group.







While the costumes were more than captivating, I became smitten with this big guy.




Sweet, sweet Bruno. I love you!

But I digress. Back to the tour:









Once the tour was over, we evaded the crowd and made our way to a friend’s house, short-shorts in tow.









After hearing that I’d never done a beer bong, John convinced me that life wasn’t worth living if you haven’t shot beer into your throat via a plastic tube.


With the help of a seasoned pro, I seized the day and went for it!



The verdict? It was fun!
I probably wouldn’t do it again, but I guess now I can check that item off my bucket list ☺


We ended the day with a fantastic lunch at Choice City.



Full and happy, everyone headed home to nap the afternoon away.


Such a fun, truly ‘Fort Collins’ day!
xxLena

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