Recently I have discovered an old Roman ritual known as working out. This is the act of getting buff to build the body and attitude of Brad Pitt. In order to get buff I have become a frequent visitor of One Boulder Fitness. This is one of the finest Gym’s (Jim’s) in the (not so) quaint city. Everyone should immediately join One Boulder so we can get jacked and tan together. Where do you think Shay Will trains in his off season?
After partying entirely too many nights in October, it was time to clean up my act. November marked the beginning of a 3 week cleanse. This cleanse excludes the uses of alcohol, soda, and candy. It also requires me to be healthy throughout the weekdays. I have stepped up my days at the gym and have been making food regularly. This cleanse has proved to be painful, but pain will only lead to pleasure in the long run.
Today Henrik, Tyler, Peter, Shay, and myself went to Applebees for a delightful lunch. The Sunday sporting events surrounded us as we dug into 3 portions of appetizers each. It was a great setting for a nice beer. After asking for approval from the consul it was decided that O’Douls were appropriate for the occassion. Peter really stepped his order up with a rasberry lemonade, an O’Doul, a glass of whole milk. Fun was had by all and only 2 weeks remain.
As some might know, Colterra is one of my favorite restaurants. It has a great selection of foods and wines; but is all the way in Niwot and comes with a pricetag. Niwot is not too far and there is nothing wrong with getting fancy every now and then, but they have recently opened a sister location down on Pearl St. This place has the same quality of food at a more affordable price. Can’t argue with that. Tonight Thacher, Rob Oseth, and I put the restaurant to the test with the highest of expectations. It seemed to meet all of them.
Congratulations to the men’s league winners, X-Men. This group of hockey players have proven to be dominant for yet another year. This is the 3rd year in a row that this glorious team has taken home the trophy. Big ups to #4 Hank Lambo and #14 Matt Harvey.
Shay Williams is a man of many talents. He is Freeskier’s beloved photo editor, a master of back flips, a great roommate, and newly a triathlete. This heroic stud tackled the roaring roads and waters of California in order to conquer the most physically demanding challenge of his life. He made many sacrifices along the way to assure the best results. Women were put on hold in order to keep his testosterone levels up, nights ended early and mornings came even earlier, and partying was put on hold. With plenty of support and training he was able to complete his first triathlon. I trained with Shay during the early stages, but about a mile and a half down the road he was on his own.
Lots of people my have noticed my lack of blogging. This is cause I have been busy blogging for freeskier.com. If you miss me be sure to check me out there.
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Sincerely,
Brian Schroy
Islesboro, ME is the greatest place on Earth. Once a year we have a reunion of kids from Gould Academy’s class of ‘07 and other friends from the Bethel area. The party came on a conflicting time this year. It came on the same weekend as Gould’s alumni game. There was only one solution… attend both. Jimmy “the Catman” Catlin, Marty “Beastdog” Donovan, Maxwell “Single” Zotz, and I were about to embark on the greatest adventures of our lives.
We took the long route to the Islesboro ferry so that we could do lunch at Reds Eats. Reds is home of the best lobster roll in all of Maine, aka the world. These lobster rolls have a pound and a half of meat, your choice of mayo or butter, all served on a perfectly toasted hot dog bun. Jimmy and Marty each got a lobster roll, I was hungry enough for 2, while Zotz was being “Boyfriend” Zotz and got a steak sandwich.
YUMMY!
From there we were able to make the last ferry to Islesboro. There was some confusion on who was coming to get us when we arrived on the other side so we had to wait for a while. To keep ourselves entertained we played baseball with our sleeping bags and a small plastic golf ball. We also had worm fights.
Islesboro is a small island of the coast of Maine. It has a population of just over 600 people and only one police officer. If you drive by his house and his car is in the front yard then you have no speed limits, no laws, just complete freedom. That is exactly would we had during our 14 hour trip to the island. We were immediately greeted by old friends, cold beer, and CRUNK!!! margaritas. I partied until the wee hours of the mourning, until Jimmy woke me up at 5:15 am. We then had a nice morning beer and proceeded to wake up everyone in the house. Since we were leaving so early to make the alumni game we needed to hire a private ferry to take us off the island. The Quicksilver picked us up at 7:30 am and then we hit the road. We even picked up a recruit, Willie “the Courtman” Courtney. Max was the responsible one and drove us to the game. It turned out to be less successful than our island adventure.
I have been very busy getting started with my new Freeskier column, A Whole Lotta BS, but I am getting back in the blogging game. I have been in Maine for the last week and I have some good stories on their way. Soon you will all know why Maine is Vacationland. 
You can run but you can’t hide…
