There’s a video called “I’m Training for an Ironman” that’s been floating around the triathlon community lately, and much of it amusingly (and maybe shamefully) hits close to home. If you haven’t seen it yet, I’ve embedded it below: The part where she asks the athlete what he gets for doing the Ironman is especially painful for me considering my mom asked me the exact same thing before I raced Ironman Canada and was somewhat disgusted and disappointed to hear that all I would get is a medal, a t-shirt, and an upside-down hat. I can’t relate to the...

All of the Ironman Canada athletes received a little magazine that included a list of every athlete who was racing. If the athlete specified his or her profession when s/he signed up, it was also included in the list. I perused pages of athlete names and found a number of professions that stood out as amusing or unique in some way. Below are my 30 favorite athlete professions from Ironman Canada 2010: 1. Bev Smith  — Geriatric Whisperer I bet only her soothing voice and promise of Werther’s Originals and reruns of Murder, She Wrote can calm the elderly. 2. Sean Darragh — Corpse...

I’ve come across a random assortment of links and stories in the past week or so that I’ve wanted to feature on the blog, so I decided to just throw them into a roundup-type post. I used to do weekly roundup blog posts at an old job and hated how time-consuming they were, but our readers really liked them so I trudged along and tried to spruce them up with my standard Beccanisms. Below are some various stories I’ve come across and have found to be interesting — hope you enjoy them! Kenny Powers is the Perfect Spokesperson for K-Swiss If you’re not familiar with Eastbound...

The Tour de France brings out the obsessed and somewhat eccentric cycling fans in droves. Maybe they’re cyclists themselves, or perhaps they just have a fondness for unflattering spandex. Whatever the reason, each year at least one Tour photo surfaces that captures a spectator looking gloriously awesome. Case in point, this dude. Much like Elaine’s boyfriend Puddy from Seinfeld, I picture this guy running around going, “We’re the devils! Eeeeehhhhh!” If I saw dudes dressed like this cheering me on at races, I would race all the freaking time.