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First of Three Great Races....
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Tuesday, 26 June 2012 02:30
Story & Photo By Mike Knaak (stcloudtimes.com)
Graniteman-St. Cloud Coverage - At first, there was uncertainty and skepticism surrounding the St. Cloud Graniteman Triathlon.
The race
Ang's MTB Debut...
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Monday, 25 June 2012 14:37
Filthy, yet foxy, Angie Hop, a true studette triathlete, is talked into doing a mountain bike race. MTN had to post this award-deserving pic. FYI, Ang cleans up real well.
Arrghs & Aye Mateys....
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Monday, 25 June 2012 02:30
Race Coverage- Ann Clowser raced in last Saturday's buccaneer-themed Croixathlon looking all piratey in her an eye patch and Captain Hook hook hand, begging the question as to which of these disfigurements she endured first. Our guess is that she lost her hand first and then later absently tried to remove a contact lens with her new hook.
Just a theory.
Ann was a divisional winner last Saturday, as was her husband, whose empty right eye socket was concealed beneath a handsome patch. Kirk claims to be 55, but could pass for 35. It's disgusting.
Nobody gives pre-race meeting like Amy and Gretchen. They're respective monologues were laced with skallywaggy jargon and hyperbolic messages, like "any spectators who are in the transition area during the race will be stabbed." Gretchen was wielding a totally cool, albeit non-lethal, sword when she delivered this message in her signature deadpan. Like Amy, Gretch is a HOOT!....
Weekend Headlines & Linkages...
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Sunday, 24 June 2012 14:50
CROIXATHLON VII - The vibe was all skallywaggy and buccaneery on Saturday at the Croixathlon. The race direction team (photo L) were dressed up like Long John Silver's scurvy aunt and many of the participants wore eye patches or bandanas or hooks or other fun piratey stuff. It was sooooo cool. Be there next year, okay? FYI, David Holden and Cheryl Barker won and Wally broke his bike and had to go home and get another one. A
Introducing the "Survivor Cup"....
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Sunday, 24 June 2012 05:00
A Trophy's Destiny
By Henry Praska
There are certain times in each of our lives when things just seem to fall into place so perfectly that divine intervention seems undeniable. It's times like these that I like to pause for a minute and reflect on the moment. A couple weeks ago I experienced one of these rare moments as the race director for the
