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Tuesday, 02 August 2011 03:45
By Matthew Payne (from Matthew-Payne.Blogspot.com)
I've wanted to race the Waseca 1/3-Iron since it's inception, but have never been able to work it into my schedule. June and July are usually so race-heavy that I need a bit of a mid-season break just for self-preservation. That break typically falls right around the last week of July/first week of August. This year, however, my mid-season hiatus was pushed back to early July due to the birth of my son, so instead of being all worn out and dead feeling, I've been chomping at the bit waiting to get out and race. So late last week I decided I'd finally make the trek down to Waseca and try my hand at the somewhat bizarre 1/3-Iron distance.
The Pre-Race Jams
A 7:30AM race start, ~90 minute drive, and the desire to get there a bit earlier than usual because I hadn't pre-registered adds up to a pretty damn early wake up call. For some...
Tuesday Newsy Notesy Stuff...
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Tuesday, 02 August 2011 03:00
* TURTLES & MOSQUITOS - Registration is up and running for the 2nd annual Mosquito Man Duathlon on September 3. Mosquito Man is one of our region's coolest and most unique events, and was a finalist in last year's Race of the Year balloting.
Gear West Bike & Tri, who produces the MMD is working with ZapEvent on a special promotion to stimulate registration for the Turtleman Duathlon on August 13....
Not Quite Race Coverage...
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Tuesday, 02 August 2011 03:00
By Horace Sezbutt
Almost Race Coverage - The race announcer was totally bummed.
He backed his loaded van out of the garage of his chronically unfixed fixer-upper at precisely 3 AM on Saturday. He was anxious to hit the road. The next four hours were to be spent talking to himself, something he calls rehearsing, and drinking Diet Vernors. He figured he'd arrive at the race venue in Walker between seven and seven-thirty.
The thumping he heard when he turned from his driveway onto McKnight Road was unmis-farging-takable....
Breaking Up is Hard to Do...
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Monday, 01 August 2011 03:00
By Bonnie Bagbreather
Hyperventilation and I go way back. We met at the swim start of my first triathlon about three years ago.
He was an aggressive fellow, springing at me out of nowhere before I even had a chance to put my swim cap on. He made me feel, dare I say, smothered.
I broke up with him since then. We tried unsuccessfully to work out our differences but we just were not compatible. We wanted different things and we were heading in different directions. On occasion he shows up at my races, or even when I am trying to train, and begs me to get back together with him. I tell him I don't want him in my life anymore, that I've moved on, but he just laughs and says he'll be back soon. I should get a restraining order. A couple of days ago I looked out my living room window and saw Hyperventilation driving by my house. It's like he senses something; like he knows....
