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Smiling in Her Sleep...
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Monday, 14 November 2011 02:00
Going Off Course - Shoreview triathlete Susan Woods is a terrific person with a huge, radiant, omnipresent smile. Yes, she even smiles in her sleep. Being Canadian explains her terrific-ness. Her smile is a result of her being afflicted with Terminal Happiness.
Susan loves almost everything. Almost everything, excluding late-starting races, makes her happy.
It should come as no surprise that Tom T. Hall's "I Love" is one of her favorite songs. In case you haven't heard it (LINK), it's about baby ducks and slow-movin' trains and "termaters on the vine" and stuff like that, 'cuz those are things that Tom T. loves a lot.
As a tribute to Susan, the MTN guys rewrote Hall's song: ....
Even More Cool Stuff...
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Sunday, 13 November 2011 02:00
* BOB WILL BE THERE! - Beloved 87-year-old triathlete, BOB POWERS (photo L), will co-host the Minnesota Multisport Awards on November 19 at Gear West Bike & Triathlon. How cool is that!
Have you gotten your ticket yet? REG. LINK
* 1100 DASHING DIVAS - The 2nd annual DIVA DASH 5K & 10K was yesterday in Circle Pines. It was a total hoot! Approximately 1100 women participated, many clad in very cool, albeit very goofy, Diva-ish outfits. The event was produced by MTN supporter, Final Stretch, the folks responsible for Liberty, Rochesterfest, Waseca and several other great multis. And triathletes rocked socks on that clear, mild, perfect-day-for-running . The 10K was won by Duluth's Jessica Rossing, who enjoyed a breakout tri year in 2011. Second place went to 2010 Team Minnesota member Diane Hankee from Lino Lakes. Also in the Top 5-7 was Mendota Heights' Julia Weisbecker, who was also on Team MN last year. RESULTS
Lighten Up....
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Thursday, 10 November 2011 02:00
5 Easy Steps to Take Stress Out of Your Life
Dr. Chris Frykman
1. Strive to do less, not more!
Determine where you derive the most from each minute spent and leverage that.
Encouraging Insanity...
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Wednesday, 09 November 2011 02:00
END-Tombed
By Bonnie Tirenubbles
The tent was frozen solid, the door flap actually crackling as I pushed it open and crawled hunched over out onto the frozen ground. I tried to straighten my knotted-up back as music suddenly blared out over a loud speaker from beyond the trees, shattering the morning air. Earlier, at 2:30am to be exact, my fellow Zombie Rider and husband and I had been talking about the race from within our tent-igloo.
