Hey everyone, welcome to that triathlon life podcast. I'm Eric Lagerstrom. I'm Paula Findlay.

I'm Nick Glouston. And this is our triathlon podcast. This is episode 201. So we've been doing it for a long time.

We're just doing off season, trying to train a bit, trying to get healthy, and trying to get psyched up for the TTL team camp in a couple weeks.

We hope everyone liked the live video we did for episode 200.

And we are toying with the idea of doing that more often.

And it's kind of more fun and easy to do it when we're in person.

When I'm in California and you guys are here, it makes it a little more complicated. But I think

we could do it. I've seen people do this kind of thing on podcasts online. I mean, the major

hang up is just that we'll all have to have clothes on when we record the podcast. We're usually,

at least partially nude. I guess I will say what we did with all those timbits because there were 200 and I wanted us all to eat them all as a challenge, but no one else seemed up to that.

So the day after, oh, here's another funny story.

I just think I think you're starting to set timbits aside because you were tapped out.

Here's a funny story, guys. Here's a funny story for the podcast. So we went on a bike ride. Flynn stayed home, as he always does when we go on bike rides. And he has a bit of a paw injury. So he's wearing a cone when he's unsupervised so he doesn't lick the injury. And I came back from the bike ride and usually he's at the window wagging his

tail with his big cone head. He was not there. And I was like, this is weird. Maybe he's

trapped in a bedroom, like at the door shut. All the bedroom doors are open, starting to freak out,

go in the backyard. He's not there. I'm thinking like like, he ran away or he had a heart attack,

and I'm going to find him dead somewhere. And we had left all the donuts up here in the office

on the coffee table at dog's height. And I thought, oh, my God, he probably like 870 timbits,

and I'm going to find him dead.

I was just going like worst case scenario.

Worst case scenario.

So I like ran up the stairs. In this point I'm in full, full freak out mode. Flynn! And then he barks. And I'm like, oh, thank God. He's letting me know he's trapped in the office. So at this point, I'm like, I'm going to open the door and they're going to be gone.

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