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Pink Boots' Top Three What the @*%$ Am I Doing Nicaraguan Moments
While there were many moments during the almost three weeks I spent tooling around Nicaragua that shook, rattled and rolled me to the soul with their beauty or grace or humor, there were also a few – not surprisingly, perhaps, to this website’s regular visitors – that left me wondering, What The @*%$ Am I Doing?
Go Pink Boots' Top Five Reasons Why I Wept When I Left Wyoming
Ok, so I’m still on my annual swing out west and thus do not currently have the time to pen a beautifully eloquent, deeply moving ode to Wyoming. That will come later, after I’ve made it home and slept for four days straight. In the meantime, here’s are the durn reasons why I cried like a little girl as my plane lifted off from Jackson Hole…
I'm A Lumberjill and I'm Ok
I know you’ve been waiting for it, in the way when you’re inching forward in backed-up traffic you find yourself glancing toward the crunched metal alongside the road even though you really don’t want to see it. Me. Pink Boots. A really big saw. Watch for yourself how it goes down. There’s not even any blood spilled.
Going Big...Or At Least Not Terribly Small
The mountains are very tall in New Mexico and very steep. I may not have gone Double-Black Diamond big on them, but I did manage to strap those long wooden sticks on my feet and slide down those very tall very steep New Mexico mountains. And not on my face. At least not usually.
Frolic and Play the Eskimo Way
Buffalo hides and snowshoes, sweat lodges and swanky digs: Central New York’s Turning Stone Resort Casino has it all – PLUS a super cool outdoor guide who’s sort of like a cross between Jeremiah Johnson and James Bond. Only less surly.
Dutchland Derby Daze
Red Ruckus. Blaise A’ Glory. Bruisin B. Anthony. Jillin’ The Killin’ Machine. All names suggested by friends for my roller derby debut, whenever it happens after I actually do something to make it happen, like, oh TRY OUT. But in the meantime, I’m like the shrimpy kid behind the chain link fence staring wistfully at the Pop Warner kids, wishing he could run with the big dogs. ‘Cept catching the Derby Dolls and the Dutchland Rollers was a LOT more fun.
Take Me Out To The Ballgame
Thank you to the Colorado Rockies – and the Boston Red Sox – for reminding me why going to the ballpark can sometimes be downright magical.
