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New Documentary From Woman With Rare Syndrome Aims To Curb Online Bullying

New Documentary From Woman With Rare Syndrome Aims To Curb Online Bullying

“It’s kind of like the starfish story,” she explained. “There’s a little boy by the beach, who was picking up the starfish one by one, putting them into the ocean. An old man came up to him and said, ‘It’s going to take you forever to do this. Why are you doing that?’ And he said, ‘I made a difference for that one starfish.'”

By Ralphie Aversa via Yahoo News

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Lizzie Project

A full profile on Lizzie

Lizzie Velasquez has found a way to not only overcome adversity, but also transform it into something positive. After inspiring many with her story, the Austin, Texas-native has launched a Kickstarter campaign. Velasquez is looking to raise money to produce a documentary that will spread her message even further.

Elizabeth Velasquez was born on March 13, 1989, four weeks premature. Her birth weight was 2 pounds, 11 ounces. Doctors would diagnose Velasquez with a syndrome so rare that it is unnamed and only two other people are known to have it. This condition affects her skin, vision, and metabolism. Now 25 years old, Velasquez has never weighed more than 64 pounds.

With her family’s support, Velasquez did everything she could to live a normal life. But in high school, she found herself the target of an online bully. While browsing YouTube, Velasquez discovered an 8-second video titled “The World’s Ugliest Woman.” She clicked the thumbnail and saw that the clip was of her. It already had 4 and a half million views.

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Work Part Time * Earn Retail Commissions * Long Term Residual Income (Your Home)

Work Part Time * Earn Retail Commissions * Long Term Residual Income (Your Home)

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First Watch 2012 Sarasota Half Marathon Results Page

First Watch 2012 Sarasota Half Marathon Results Page


SRQ half marathon start pic via demo.jeamirdesign.com

My Ironman Story

My Ironman Story – 2011 Ford Ironman Race Recap

Ford Florida Ironman 2011 Recap *Please note the majority of this recap was written months ago, and then writers block set in. So in a determined bulldog like grip, I have finally completed it and not changed much other then editing grammar, punctuation somewhat and adding pictures. These were my thoughts in November, December and thereafter and I stand by them all. This is the true story of Ironman Florida 2011 as told by a certified BAMF! Especially the Butt Butter portion.* ENJOY!

Ironman florida 2011

It’s 1:30am on November 5, 2011 and I am awake…again. This time, I decide to have a Muscle Milk and a multivitamin and head back to bed for another hour of rest…hopefully. My eyes strain against the darkness of early morning and the exhaustion of willing myself to sleep. The red numbers bellow 3:45am and this time, I’m up for good. It is Race day and this day is a culmination of a journey that started 3 years ago or 10 months ago, or 3 days ago, depending on which perspective, story line or angle you view it from. This view is Race day only and so we return to me having a whole wheat bagel smothered in creamy natural peanut butter and a banana in the dim halogen lighting of our rental condo’s kitchen. The aura of the day has not yet sunk in quite yet and soon the beautiful Sherpa/Do It All With Grace, lady, Jonell joins me in my morning rituals as we prepare the bags, and I start to obsess that I have everything I need for this morning.

IM FL Primping

Once I have stuffed all my bags with more “necessary” stuff then a family of triathletes could possibly use or a subject on an episode of Hoarders! We hoof it down to the vehicle and meet up with the rest of the crew. “Roughrider’s Mount Up!” Or something like that. Without much fanfare, we pile into the vehicles and head down to Club LaVela’s parking lot to unload and begin the 3/4 mile trek to transition and the area that will soon become a bustle of activity and eventually the finish line! I have literally been dreaming about my arm warmers being in the wrong bag, so with a snipers precision, I pull apart the running bag to make 100% sure that the arm warmers are not in there. Upon not finding any sign of them, I proceed to the bike transition bag to visually confirm receipt of those friggin arm warmers! SUCCESS! A trip to the bike racks to visit my other lovely lady, Kestrel Nikita and see how her fractured signs of experience are doing. She looks ready to roll and reveals nothing new, so I unload my bottles upon my trusty steed! I cannot help but notice some of the other bikes that have between 10-15 gels taped to the top bar. Interesting. The copious amount of gel festering in ones stomach seems like an unpleasant way to spend 5-7 hours on a bike. Just saying.

Mmmmmm... Gels!

Every Gel flavor of the rainbow sitting in your stomach on a 112-mile bike ride!

Heading out for a 40 degree ride two days before IM FL

Jonell & I find various members of our pack and merge back into the flow of people as we all make our way into the Panama City Boardwalk Resort lobby and cafeteria area. This area is packed solid with lines for the bathrooms (ironically the men’s bathroom line is 10 times as long as the women’s) and standing room only. So with about 15-20 minutes before 7am, some folks slither into their wetsuits while others, like myself, force themselves into them. We make our way down the boardwalk and onto the beach, where the air temperature of 50 degrees becomes a reality. Even more so, when you leave your flip flops behind and go bare feet on the icy beach sand. Soon the adrenaline has taken my mind off the cold weather and its time for one last “Good luck” kiss from my Sherpa! Time to join the neoprene clad masses!

IM FL BAMFS - Pre Race Swim

I mosey through the red inflatable arch which records your ankle chip and head to the far left portion of the swim start (inside the yellow directional buoys). This, I have been told, allows for a more peaceful and encumbered swim! Thanks Godfather! As I stand there in my sleeveless Xterra wetsuit flapping my arms like Michael Phelps and throwing in a couple of stretches to stay loose as the cold bite of the morning air works to tighten everything up, I notice Coach Jackie Miller who is so focused on imagining her swim that you could literally dance around her and make crazy faces and she wouldn’t even budge. She is dialed in and it helps to calm my heart rate and refocus on taking in the surroundings and shrinking the scene.

IM FL SWIM Start 2011

Ironman swim with waves

What once felt like sheer chaos, now feels like just another swim. Just another triathlon. Just another day at the office. Its controllable and as comfortable as its going to get. My breathing is normal, my pulse is low-ish and my nerves are somewhat calm… its fantastic, its the training, the practice, the visualizing… all of it… makes for a confidence that the hard work is done and its time to go perform now. I imagine this is a similar connection for almost any achievement that takes hard work and practice to accomplish, whether its being an actor on stage, or an NFL quarterback in that you need repetition learning plays, executing those plays in practice and finally in games… It all comes back to the work you put in earlier. And so, I breathe out the anxiety and breathe in the confidence. Standing with my toes in cool wet sand, the waves struggle to reach me, but they eventually surge past and caress my sinking feet and retreat back to the beautiful and calm waters of the emerald gulf. The sunrise is to my left and brings phosphorescent shades of orange, yellow and reds as it helps to add another level of enjoyment to this gorgeous morning! Coach Eric Kahl is around us as Tony Welch and I complete our final stretches, inner monologues and positive affirmations to others nearby going through the same motions. There is an Ironman film crew right behind us as we gather as a group for one quick reminder, pep talk, motivating word and the moment is caught on camera. (3:49 sec mark) I take a walk into the water to try and relieve myself yet again and maybe add a little warmth to the wetsuit, but a race director yells for everyone to “GET OUT OF THE WATER!” as there are people still swimming and warming up. So no peeing for me as I walk back onto the beachhead. Then, like a grizzled veteran my calmness returns and I warm up my wetsuit just standing there on the beach! I love wetsuits. I do hear the announcer say “30 seconds until the start” and I just zone out and focus in on my breathing… Its so peaceful and I cannot wait to hear that cannon. “BOOM” the canon fires and before anyone has a moment to think, we all make our way into the emerald waters of the gulf… I start out with a few people right in my space and after a couple kicks and shoulder slaps, I decide to take my swim out a little more central on the course inside the directional buoys where its just me and a few other immensely intelligent souls! The swim is beautiful as the luminescent waters allow a clear picture of the gulf floor and give you a sense of assurance that you don’t find in murky lakes or cloudier ocean venues. This is extremely cool! And then I see them… Jellyfish… Big ass, round jellyfish with tentacles and pink innards. I like to imagine the jellyfish was more frightened by us then we were of it, because in reality, there wasn’t much I could do anyhow. When I swam over a jellyfish that was inches from me, I just let my arms glide over until I was passed and then continued to swim per the norm. In hindsight, maybe that full wetsuit would have been a good idea instead of the sleeveless! No worries at this point!

IM FL Swim Start

From the moment I hit the first buoy, I was able to get my nerves and adrenaline under control and really zero in on gliding, pulling and trying to let my legs just drag behind me only coming to life now and again to pass a swimmer or avoid the usual criss-cross swimmer… You know. The poor bastards that are making this a 3 mile swim, by zig-zagging the entire course. Did they not practice swimming? I pity the fool. Before I know it, I can see the bottom again and before long I can feel the roar of the people and announcer on shore. 1.2 miles done! A quick jog on the shore to get some equilibrium back as the cold water can play tricks on your head! After running the horseshoe and turning back towards the gulf, the course has opened up quite a bit and I get to dolphin dive until my feet cannot touch the bottom anymore. Back to work. Bend that elbow. And Gliiiiiide. So smooth. Hey look, a school of stingrays about 20 feet below me! They look like a large light brown checkerboard pattern with the dark green background behind them, it is another beautiful moment from the Ironman. 1:11:36 – This is the time from my 2.4 mile swim. Not too shabby. From there it was up the boardwalk, through the hotel tunnel and into the Bike bag corral. We were handed our bag and made our way down a banner covered path to the building housing Transition 1. I head into a wonderfully warm room and once I turn right and come into the actual transition room… It is packed. Not a seat to be had. I place my stuff on top of bottled water boxes near the exit and get to changing into dry, warm bike clothes. I could have easily saved 10 minutes here, if I had cared, but I just wanted to make sure I wasn’t forgetting anything. at. all.


About 20 minutes later, I dropped my bag into a large pile of white ironman bags and walked out into the cool morning air of Panama City once again. Once outside, running down a different banner coated path, I hear my number “1228” called out and soon enough my other special lady, Nikita the Kestrel is escorted to my side. I grab my trusty steed and proceed down another widened banner smothered path, lined with people 5 rows deep, to 112 miles of flat, windy asphalt goodness.

I'm the one with the "Loud" attire -- KELEVRA MOJO BABY!

Leaving T1 for 112 miles of fun!

Yes, that is a big ol' grin on my face! Love it!!

The bike is usually one of my strongest disciplines, but lingering in the back of my mind was… “Marathon, Marathon, Marathon… You have to run a Marathon”, so I had to continually keep pulling back and trying to find a happy pace! The bike ride was mostly uneventful and as much as I tried to soak in the landscape and vista’s, it was just too damn cold for my South Florida butt! I had purchased a skull cap that I had to keep pulling down to cover my ears and my Zensah Arm Warmers which were money in the warmth bank. By far the best $16 I ever spent was on the Desoto toe caps which kept my little piggies much toastier then on the practice ride the day before where I lost feeling in my extremities in about 15 minutes. I knew that our support crew would be out on the course somewhere, giving us that little boost of adrenaline that comes with a prideful cheer, a witty sign just for you or seeing the smiling faces of friends, family and loved ones as you continue to grind away. No sign of the SRQ CRU through 56 miles, was starting to deplete the anticipation reserves a little bit. The third best pick me up of the day was a half size snickers bar waiting for me at the Special Needs Bag Station at mile 57. The slogan, “Snickers really satisfies” had never been truer then the special time we shared that afternoon.

If triathlon was easy - Sally Smith Representing!

So after the delicious escape from reality, it was back to cycling down the bumpiest, slight downhill road in all of Panama City... and OH MY GAWD!, the wind is not in our face??? It’s actually at our back!! The key here was to enjoy it, because that would last for 20 miles or so, until the wind was once again in our face for the remainder of the bike course, but… the scenery improved and I really began to enjoy the ride. Now I must add, that the real reason the ride became a joy instead of just another 50+ miles of pedaling was I saw the SRQ CRU at around mile 62 and I could see them and they were yelling and jumping around… It was one of my favorite moments of the entire day!

Amazing Sherpa's!!

I love that moment so much, I want to take it behind the middle school…

Butt butter

Alright, a slight detour from all the good feelings and Kumbaya stuff… My crotch is killing me!!! I cannot rub, massage, smear, place, mash, caress, cram or Mr. Miyagi enough vasoline or chamois butter down my pants. I never thought I would look forward to the marathon portion of the Ironman, but by mile 100 of the bike ride, I am cursing all things spandex and trying to invent ways to better pad my giblets. Back to the ride! I actually talk to someone on mile 97 of the bike ride… we converse about the swim while riding and wish each other the best of luck! It was a nice distraction from the aforementioned annoyance and helps me to refocus on the open road views and the final 15 miles. Or so I thought! Wow, the final stretch of approximately 8 miles down the beachfront of Panama City and while most people would read that sentence and think… Oh, how beautiful that must have been… WRONG! The wind was ridiculous, so just slogging through those last miles while trying to keep a high cadence to ease up on the legs doing too much work before the run was most of my focus. On a side note, the water views were indeed, spectacular! I have switched to the little wheel on the bike for this stretch of road as I am just trying to keep my cadence around 90-100 while not exerting too much energy and in turn I am passing a slew of other potential Ironletes. I can see the large shipping vessels out in the Gulf as we pass numerous large condominium buildings on our right, which temporarily put us in the windy shade and make my ears colder then they already are… which in itself seems like a difficult thing to quantify, but take my word for it. My ears got tingly and numb! Finally, the home stretch of the bike course and its like riding down the Tour De France streets as the raucous crowd is right on top of you on both sides. It’s seriously cool and gets my pumped up for the upcoming dismount! Down the chute we go as volunteers warn us to dismount and as we do, another volunteer quickly takes our steeds from us and escorts them to the pasture to graze for the next 3 to 8 hours depending on where you fall in your marathon pace!

Bike Course Finish IM FL

Us riders turned runners, we have to escort ourselves down a channel of lurching metal partitioned chutes and railings to the infamous Transition warehouse. As I enter, expecting to come face to face with the same chaotic environment as before, I am instead, pleasantly surprised at a half full room. I am able to grab a seat (which feels like, DAAAAAAAAAAMMMMMMMNNNNNN) and unpack my Run Bag and start to disassemble my Bike facade and regroup a bit for the run. The volunteers in here are amazing and if you need anything they don’t wait for you to ask, they are offering help and supplies before your frozen and weary mind can even think of it. I do not need anything beyond another glob of vasoline. TMI?

IM FL Transition Areas

As I prepare to conquer the final 26.2 miles of this Ironman course, I return to my feet and take a last inventory before leaving the sanctuary of Transition. I am carrying a knee brace in case my IT band flares up and a headlamp as the sun sets at approx 5:30pm and I don’t think i will be all the way to the Special Needs section of the Run just yet. And so out the warehouse door I go stopping only to get slathered in suntan lotion and set my IPOD (Kidding! No Ipods allowed… all my songs are in my head).


Following some competitors in front of me, we make our way to an armada of Port-O-Lets and I gracefully excuse myself. (Time goes By) And I return to the course now, beginning my run. Before I even have a chance to settle in, I come to a huge section of fans, family, friends, people of all kinds and seeing the Sarasota Storm tent up ahead I begin to look for Jonell and others… My eyes lock on her and I also see my Sister Danielle and her boyfriend Pat, who drove all the way up from Sarasota earlier this morning (8 hour trip) and returned back to Sarasota the next day! Just seeing them there and high-fiving them and hugging them meant the world to me and made the entire day and night seem like an easy blur. I didn’t quite realize early on, how helpful it was, to have loved ones support. I really just tried to keep my head down and slog away through all the training and monogamy of the miles by being a lone wolf, either by choice or the demands of life. But I could see, feel and taste the depth and sincerity of that appreciation now.

IM FL Romine - One of my Favorite Pics

The run course starts out with people lining the streets and we meander down the Gulf side of the main road getting cheered on by the fantastic people of Panama City, who come out of their homes, condos, apartments and line the streets with tents, signs, light shows, homemade water stops. It is a party within a goal! Awesomeness!

iM FL cheering contingent

Ironman, you've got stamina... call me!! picture via cycnut.com

There is a point, at approximately mile 3 where you find yourself in residential neighborhoods and you realize at that point that there is a lot of work to be done. The crowds are gone and its just you and your thoughts among a sea of other people who are all inside their own heads and can barely see you while they fight to overcome their inner voices and conquer their goals! A right turn, a left turn, a blur of homes and mailboxes, asphalt turns to poly-pebble to asphalt and another turn… Before you know it, you are at the entrance of the park and its a 2 mile loop of barren landscape and uneven roads (not too bad, but a definite pitch) with the occasional water station thrown in for the coyotes! The sun is hanging low in the Florida sky and the horizon looks to bring in cooler weather and darkness as soon as the sun will submit. I had set an original goal to make it through the park the first time before the sunset and alas, I reach the exit about 20 minutes before the sun is gone, so I am thrilled! Another Potty break! This cold weather is a blessing and a curse! I cannot fathom how cold I am, and I am thrilled I kept my arm sleeves on, but I also look forward to the 13.1 mile marker so I can grab all my warm clothes that I have waiting for me and layer up! Until then, I still have another 4 miles or so left to conquer. The sun is gone now, and the dusky night is filled with the sounds of people cheering, traffic, feet shuffling and the voices in my head working hard to stay focused on the words to “satellite” by the Dave Matthews Band and Till I Collapse by Eminem. The elation and adrenaline rush of seeing things for the first time (neighborhoods, the park, water stations, cheering signs and sections) is beginning to wear off and making it even worse is the creeping thought of how I am going to see these things again… not once but twice!! I have these moments of feeling impenetrable and my gait quickens, but my steel trap of mental lock down puts its foot on the throat of over exertion and gently reminds all moving parts to find their respective happy places again and maintain the Ironman Shuffle. So as the minutes drone on, and I am living on a diet of 2 cups of water and 1 cup of Power Ade at each mile marker and from time to time delving into my baggies of pills. There are all kinds of selection of goodies, in my fuel belt. From salt pills, to ibuprofen, to multivitamins, it all looks similar and tastes like nothing at this point, so bottoms up! I find myself nearing the halfway point of the run and trying to focus on the wonderful things, while the inevitable ‘other thoughts’ struggle to stay present in your tired mind … The training, the camaraderie, the journey, the friendships, the moments of the day, afternoon and evening of this race. The injuries, the missed training, the pain and agony, the mental stress, the frustration of working full-time, the costs involved, the second guessing, the idea of not completing the race. No matter how strong willed, or how battle tested you may be, the thought of being unsure is there, just waiting to spring out when you least want to hear it. Not too sound to cliché, but that’s when the tough, get up off the canvas and get back in the fight. Here it comes! As I come running…jogging…shuffling, into the halfway point of the Ironman’s marathon… 127.5 miles completed! My time is terrible, even for my usually slow pace, but with all the aches and pains and the IT band flare ups, it has been a struggle to just keep moving. Around mile 10 is when all my fears about the IT band’s, were realized and at the halfway point I grab the knee brace I had packed away, just in case they flared up. So that helps a bit.

Ice Bath

The biggest pick me up, by far was seeing the amazing Jonell and my wonderful Sister and her boyfriend Pat (who’s bad ass as well!) Just getting a loving hug from Mi Amor and high fives from Sis & Pat are food for my soul. 13.1 Miles remaining until goal accomplished! But first the goodie bag! Warm clothes, for the love of god! Panama City has been cold, even by northerner’s standards. With the fall of the sun around mile 6 of my run, the weather has taken a turn for the cooler. It has too be low 50’s heading to the high 40’s. Oh, how I want to finish this last portion reasonably quick, for the sake of my fingers, toes and nose.

IM FL BAMFs - Pre Race Ride -- Yes, thats me dressed like we are racing in Wisconsin!!

A word of the wise I had received from my coaches about Goodie Bag’s, was for the final stretch… Have your kids, wife or husband, relatives, boyfriend or girlfriend, whoever would have a great impact upon you, write a personal letter and pull it out and use it when you most need it. So I grabbed my nutrition, ear warmers and letter from Jonell and began my trek to personal glory. Seeing the same sights for the 3rd time and knowing a 4th time around lingers sometime in the future can be daunting, to say the least, but I just tried to sing in my head, soak in the amazing spectators and make it to the next nutrition stop. I also visualized the 4th time around as another short term goal. If all goes well and I get to see the same people and sights for the 4th time, then it’s a good thing!! Shuffle, Shuffle, Shuffle… Walk… Shuffle, Shuffle, Shuffle… Eventually I encounter the poly pebble neighborhood and this is around mile 16-17 and my IT bands hurt so bad, it’s almost to the point that its white noise or my body is just blocking out the aching pain… Just keep Moving Forward! 130.8 miles completed. And so it continues, the sound of heavy steps crashing down upon the sun battered asphalt. I set another short term goal of making it through the park, which will put me around 20 miles and leave me with just 6. So, to quote Jackie Gleason, “Away we go!” The park looks so different at night. It has this ominous feeling of desolation, while still providing flood lights and an occasional water stop, which are all much appreciated! I thought swimming, biking and running with 2,000+ plus people while not really talking to anyone was lonely, doing it in a park with minimal lighting and a thinned out group of warriors is the definition of solitary. At approximately Mile 19 of the marathon, I am having some real difficulties just plodding ahead, so its time for me to read the letter from Jonell. I pull it out of my back pocket and of course, I have perspired on it and the ink has run a bit!!! I can make out about 90% of it without too much difficulty and I comprehend all she tells me and the wonderful words she penned. I am in love with this woman. She just fills my heart. The words most definitely give my legs the energy they were missing and to clarify… I am not walking I am shuffling with small bouts of walking. I am aware of my time and I am well ahead of my pre-race approximations, so I fortunately have the luxury to walk the remainder of Ironman if I choose… But, we both know, that isn’t happening. I can rest, heal and walk tomorrow. Today, I shuffle… Like a IMFL BAMF! Accounting for the multiple port-a-potty stops, I am making halfway decent time with the shuffle/walk/jog/shuffle/walk program that I started at Mile 19. It isn’t pretty, but neither am I… Ok, ok. I am quite pretty. Thank you for noticing! I find myself exploding with joy and a bounce to my step that is practically climatic as I stumble across mile markers 22, 23 and 24. Soon I am mentally visualizing the finish line and my dance I have been contemplating doing for about three weeks. The Ray Lewis, pre-game dance. Here is a link. Before I get to Mile Marker 25, I can see the Sarasota Storm Tent that three times earlier when I passed by was crammed full of people. The temperature has dropped, most of our 17 Ironman BAMF’s have already finished and either departed to thaw out, get food or sleep and as I come up to the tent, I see one person peek their fleece covered body out and look in my direction. I raise my arms and scream out, YEAAAAAHHH!! It’s Nicole Chapman and upon us recognizing each other she yells and starts jumping all around causing enough celebration to bring some other fantastic people out of the tent. Eric Kahl, Jackie Miller who are our coaches and other supporters as well. We are all standing in the road jumping around in a big hug. What a special moment. Thank you all. Finally, they snap me out of my endorphin haze and tell me to go finish up the last leg. I can see the purple Ford Ironman Arch in the distance and the completion of an amazing goal that started over 10 months ago is just minutes away. I really want to finish strong and cross that finish line looking like I did at the starting line this morning, almost 15 hours ago.

Purple IM arch

Upon turning the corner and heading into the final C – shaped turn to the finishing chute and Ironman finish line, I take a quick surmise my surroundings and realize that there is someone 100 yards in front of me and only 1 person 100 yards (and gaining) behind me. I decide after a few seconds of reflection to allow the person behind me to go ahead and safely get his moment and I would hang back and soak my moment in as well. I was afraid of us both finishing close enough that the announcer hurries through the infamous “______________, you, are an Ironman” pronouncement. So I pat this gentleman on the shoulder and tell him to go get his moment. There is no one behind me and its time to cross that line! I am still wrestling with the idea of doing a finish line dance… Will I do the Ray Lewis Dance??? RL Dance No. I realized that I might know the dance, but no one else probably would get it, and realistically, my quads and calves are shot. So I floated through the finishing chute with a smile on my face that stretched from Panama City back home to Sarasota. A few steps before the finish line, I stopped, leaned back and to the side and double pointed to the time clock, which read Timex Ironman and 14 hours, 57 minutes and change. Then, just like that, I stepped across the finish line and went from Mr. Sean Dreznin to Ironman Sean Dreznin. Here is my finishing video... You may notice the stop and double point to the arch! Just paying homage to the journey and completion of IM FL 140.6!

IM FL Finish line pic

The journey is one I will never forget and the race is also something I will always remember. Asked shortly thereafter if I would do another 140.6 Ironman, my resounding answer was, “No.” Simply because after doing two 70.3 Ironman races and one 140.6 and quite a few Olympic distance races and of course, Sprints, I have found a comfortable race distance in Olympics and the occasional 70.3. Maybe a nice local trip to Venice or Miami or Colorado to vacation…err, I mean race! Check That… Ask me again in 6 months! As for Ironman events, I have mixed emotions, which can be read here. I must give a shout out to my friends and the local triathlete’s who motivated me with surreal training regimens, awesome results, sound advice and the most important aspect, positive attitudes! Chris Juall, Eddie Wyatt, John Letourneau, Todd Stoltzfus, Tony Welch, David Begala, David Romine, Nicole Chapman, Tanya Marvin, Nicole Carson, Linda Steward, Thane Richmond, Jonathan Moore, Denise Branton, Jane Page, Pam Schueman, my triathlon doppelganger Mark Kowalski, Carl Knutsson, Marco Hintz, John Ambrozic III, Melissa Cram, Eric Kahl, Jackie Miller (and Scott Miller for his 1min for 1mile training program), Garry Battaglia and John Norris. A special note of gratitude goes to Jonell Romanus for constantly supporting me before, during and after the race, for at least 72 hours…Tee Hee! It will be my great pleasure to your Sherpa in 2013.

My Warrior getting her game face on!

“Here she is, locked and loaded!”

Sean & Jonell

A special Mahalo to John Norris for giving me this Tri-Fever and inspiring me to conquer and achieve by not taking any of my excuses and over-nighting me the Kona Championship DVD, asking me to watch it, and call him back that next day to give him an answer as to his offer of him paying Triathlons forward and paying for me to just show up and complete the 2008 Greater Cleveland Triathlon. Again, thank you John. You changed my life for the better in so many ways. I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to repay you, but I do look forward to racing together someday soon. On that same note, it has been my extreme pleasure to be part of the Sarasota Storm Triathlon Group, which is one of the strongest and largest in the nation, notwithstanding is impressive as hell. Through this group, I have volunteered at some amazing races and had the pleasure to pay the gift of Triathlon’s forward to my fraternity brother and great friend, Derek Parlee, my sister Danielle who rocks and my dad, who I wish could’ve been there at the finish line. He is an amazing human being and I am beyond proud to be his son, except maybe when he tells his jokes… I kid… Mostly! When I originally started the journey which I didn’t at the time realize, would lead me to IM FL, I weighed 272 pounds. As of today I weigh 205 pounds and am so much healthier for it! So, to complete this recap, I am humble, proud and thankful for the journey, the friends, the success, the achievement of a goal that is special in its uniqueness and the ability to continue to pay the gift of triathlon forward. Mahalo, Ironman Sean ‘Kelevra’ Dreznin

A picture from my 1st triathlon in Sept 2008

2011 Pre-Race Day -- I'm in the red hat. To my right is the posse of Tony Welch and Mark Kowalski

P.S. – I hope you enjoyed reading this as much as I did, (finally) writing it!
Below find some additional pictures I just couldn’t find a good fit to place in the above story. Please feel free to add your own pics and comments below!!

Yeah, look at those Booty's... They Workout!!

IM FL Jack O Lantern via IM D Begala

Myself and Nikita making out

Scott & Jackie Miller

Yes, its that important!

Denise & Thane = BAMFS

Iron Man literally

Needing some Motivation – I use this gem from Chrissie Wellington

Needing some Motivation – I use this gem from Chrissie Wellington

Riding Dirty in Augusta, GA IM 70.3

Emine Saner
, Sunday 15 January 2012

Chrissie Wellington may have won four World Ironman Championships – the ludicrously tough 2.4-mile swim, 112-mile cycle ride and full marathon – set possibly unbeatable world records, have a handshake that can crush diamonds and be the closest living being to superwoman, but she is reassuringly approachable.

Chrissie Wellington 13-0 in Ironman's. The Reigning Champ! Pic via AP

In her new autobiography, A Life Without Limits, she describes herself as an “accidental athlete”. As we leave the house in a London suburb where she is staying (she is based most of the year in Boulder, Colorado) to walk to the park where she is going to put me through my paces, she says she still sometimes feels “like a fraud. Not that it has been easy, because I’ve worked really hard, but sometimes I can’t believe it.”

Listen to Wellington for a few minutes and you start to believe anything is possible, though I’m not sure I have ever met anyone as driven as her. She was a high-achiever even before she became an athlete, travelling the world, doing an MA in international development and working as a government adviser. But her discipline, drive and perfectionism had also led her down a destructive path: in her teens and early 20s, she suffered from bulimia and anorexia. She describes writing about it in her book as “quite unnerving. It makes you feel more vulnerable. It’s easier if people think you’re strong and somehow special.”

Wellington’s athletic career started relatively late – she was 30 when she turned professional in 2007. While her achievements might be remarkable, she swears they are not totally beyond the dreams of the average person. “I swam as a kid, but not very well. [As an adult] I started running 20 minutes at a time. I didn’t grow up thinking I want to be world champion. Even when I started triathlon, I just wanted to see what I could do. Never in a million years did I ever think I would do an Ironman. Now I look back and think: what if I hadn’t taken the chance?”

Motivation is my biggest problem and I don’t think you could get any better than Wellington as a motivational coach. She has just produced an audio programme tailored to people training for a triathlon, but somebody less athletic can also gain a lot from it. “Your limits may not be where you think they are!” she cries during the bike programme, accompanied by a thumping soundtrack. “I want this to hurt!”

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Simple Pleasures – How easily we lose sight

Simple Pleasures – How easily we lose sight

This weekend, for me, was an important time to focus on some important questions about my future and certain things that will shape it, both in the immediate and foreseeable distance. This blog is a bit of an extension of my previous one, just with a greater outward focus.

Funny the way it is

In doing this research or reflection, I couldn’t help but start noticing all these daily intricacies popping up. Like the depth of joy in laying in the cool grass behind a barn on a farm under a shady tree in the middle of the day with the sun doing its best to weave its rays through the trees branches and touch our faces!

Dortmunder Gold Goodness!

The vivid flavors of delicious fresh watermelons seemingly right from the vine, opened up and sliced to order and Ripe Bing cherries as big as golf balls. The juices escaping our mouths and running down our chin. Sweet, sticky wholesome joy. The freshly poured crafted beer into an icy glass with a healthy froth and a distinctive amber flavor and hue. Just delicious!

Tuna & Watermelon & Hot Plantains

Watching another person go with the flow of things and whatever may come our way and enjoy every aspect of it, whether good, bad or just plain awesome. The whisp of carefree energy was contagious and soon we were both infected with it. From her walking in high heels on brick paths to going barefoot on those same sidewalks or both of us wading into a river or trying different foods with eagerness and excitement. Good stuff.

It was difficult, although raw and full of sincere substance in its own right, to watch someone react to difficulties with an equal amount of earnest concern as they dealt with the carefree situations earlier. Wanting to reach out and support them when both of you know that its something that they can and will handle themselves in that moment, was hardest part of that experience. I couldn’t help but stare as the strength and fragility of this person ebbed and flowed in a consistent dance of emotions and while she looked defeated in some moments, she ultimately conquered the situation and a dignified satisfaction returned.

Stormy Weather!!

Finally, among the many favorite moments that are stored away in my mind and are for me and me only, I am drawn to share this one instance. For me it was how a piece of information weighs on the mind and heart and affects demeanor and attitude. There was a sudden change at one point, similar to a florida tropical storm rolling through. The skies turned black, the winds howled and hardly a word was spoken. To say it was tense, is an understatement of sorts. After some coy bargaining and tussling and a battle of wills and stubborness, the dam broke! To have a front row seat in watching the frustration dissipate, the comfort level return and grow stronger and to be a helpful force in achieving that was fulfilling.

Now, I’m not sure how many questions about the future actually got answered, but some blanks are starting to get filled in, and that will have to suffice for now.

Good Karma - pic by Sean Dreznin

In signing off, I bid you good karma and reminder to take note of the simple pleasures and experiences life gives us every single day.

Calorie Drinking & Protein Consumption; Lose weight, stay active: 6 small changes can help keep the weight off

By ConsumerReportsHealth.org

Trying to reverse the 1-to-2-pounds-a-year weight gain that is the fate of the average middle-aged American? Overwhelmed at the thought of changing your lifestyle enough to reach a healthful weight?

Fortunately, there is an alternative approach to the drastic diet and exercise revisions that Americans find so difficult to embark on and sustain. The idea is to start with smaller, easier changes that will, at the very least, halt the weight-creep and give encouraging results.

“We find that people who make small changes will often lose a few pounds,” said James O. Hill, Ph.D., director of the Anschutz Health and Wellness Center at the University of Colorado at Denver. “Those who start with small changes often end up able to make more and bigger changes and lose more weight.”

Here are a half-dozen small changes you can make right now:

1. Stop drinking calories
In the late 1970s the average American consumed about 70 calories a day in the form of sugar-sweetened beverages. By 2000 we were guzzling an average of 190 calories. Numerous studies have left little doubt about the connection between increased consumption of sugar-sweetened drinks and the soaring rates of weight gain and obesity that occurred during that same time period……

2. Eat more protein
Remember when experts thought the high-protein, low-carb Atkins diet didn’t work and was dangerous? It’s been more than seven years since the first studies started overturning that idea. Low-carb, high-protein diets have proved surprisingly effective, especially in the short term. And it turns out that people who eat a higher proportion of their calories from protein end up consuming fewer calories overall…..

3. Eat more fiber
Fiber is the good guy of food. It may help protect against colon cancer and heart disease, and it is your weight-control friend. It slows digestion, helping you to feel fuller longer, and displaces other caloric foods. Best of all, it comes in fruits, vegetables, and whole grains that are loaded with beneficial vitamins and minerals…..

4. Lead yourself not into temptation
Can’t eat just one Dorito or chocolate kiss? That is no accident, as former Food and Drug Administration Commissioner David Kessler, M.D., documented in his book, “The End of Overeating” (Rodale, 2009). The food industry works hard to create high-calorie foods with the most addictive possible combination of intense flavor and “mouthfeel.”….

5. Add 2,000 steps a day
That’s 20 to 25 minutes of walking, covers about a mile, and will burn about 100 calories a day—enough, Hill said, to prevent gradual weight gain in most people.

“It doesn’t matter how you get there,” Hill said. “It can be all at once or spread out. Once you do get there, do more.”

6. Cut your screen time
“When we’re sitting, we are burning almost as few calories as we do when we’re sleeping,” said Marc T. Hamilton, Ph.D., a professor at the Pennington Biomedical Research Center in Baton Rouge, La. “Sitting too much is hazardous to your health in a different way than exercising too little.”…

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Week 14 Recap – Fantasy Football – Playoffs & Angels and Demons



Week 14 RecapFantasy FootballPlayoffs & Angels and Demons

Correct & Incorrect Calls
If you started a combination of these guys you probably are still in contention for the league title!

Drew Brees
Philip Rivers
Arian Foster..

I realize they are must starts anyhow, but its ok to say “we appreciate you on our fantasy team!”…
Mojo Drew
Chris Johnson
Mike Vick
The Atlanta Falcons Offense
LeSean McCoy
Fred Jackson
Peyton Hillis…
etc, etc, etc….



If you started people on the next list, you may be reading this while squeezing a stress relief ball and mumbling curses under your breath.
Eli Manning – 8 pts. Oy Vey. They ran all day, didn’t need to pass much.
Brandon Lloyd – The interim coach bump just never materialized and Orton had his worst day this season.
Aaron Rodgers – I mean, hey… the dude headbutted the turf. No one saw that coming. Bummer.
Matt Forte – Didn’t that weather play right into Chicago’s hands? Wow. Fail.
Jaamal Charles – Down 21-0 at halftime. BrooooooooooDeeeeeeee!



Correct Calls
Sam Bradford – Laid an Egg.
Mark Sanchez – Has forgotten he plays on a strong Offense and chooses to give the ball away to make things more fair.
Carson Palmer – threw for 3 TD’s. 2 of them were to the Pittsburgh Defense, who returned INT’s for 6.
Adrian Peterson – 2 pts. Told ya.
Marshawn Lynch – He hate me. Nope. I hate him…as a fantasy football player. Ditto Carson Palmer.
Brandon Jackson – He is terrible and Green Bay has 5 sucky RB’s now. Starks, Kuhn, BJ, Nance & Quinn Johnson. Pick your poison.

Incorrect Calls
Matt Schaub – I don’t know what happened in this game. He went from getting creamed and WR’s dropping everything. Andre Johnson had 1 catch in the 3rd quarter and then BOOM! OT, as Schaub goes off. He finished as the top ff pt QB for week 14.
Donovan McNabb – Ill put him here, because he ended up getting 19 pts which is a solid day, but he did it by throwing a TD on an alledged 5th down.
Ahmad Bradshaw. Wow. Against such a strong run defense in Minnesota, I certainly didn’t see 100+ yards from the NYG. Let alone both RB’s having 100+ and scores. Nicely done.

Now onto my favorite playoff morsel. The Playoff Sleepers. Let’s see how it went in week 14!

Kevin Boss – 8 pts – $$ in the playoffs!
The Tampa Bay Buccaneers – basically I felt this entire team was going to do work, but once I saw how jacked up the Skins’ D was, I pulled back on this bit. Too late for some. LaGarrette Blount ran hard, fumbled and ended up with 4 pts. Mike Williams got 1 pt. Aurrileous Benn caught 122 yards and Freeman did well, but alas… I would vote this as a negative call on my part.
Steven Jackson – look, 96 yards rushing and 10+ yards receiving isn’t worth writing home about, but it counts as a correct sleeper call.
Marcedes Lewis – 11 pts – $$$
Ryan Fitzpatrick – 11 pts – For a TE = Great! for your QB = Sadness.
Javarris James – 10 pts = For a fill in, this was another $$$ call.
James Starks/Chris Ivory/Tashard Choice – I said pick one if you were desperate. Sorry about that. Ivory got hurt, Starks sucked & Choice disappeared.

Now for the matchup predictions…. Drum roll please.



History is most certainly on the side of Read Between the Tynes (RBTT) as they have dominated in the previous 2 matchups. Looking at both teams and their individual player matchups, it would seem that Cassel Fit for a King (CFFK) would have a slight advantage. Everything always looks good on paper. If the WR’s DO WORK for RBTT then its gonna be tough sledding for CFFK, although they will need big performances from their QB’s. They may just get it.
Tynes (RBTT) – 128 Cassel (CFFK) – 97. Ya Heard!
ACTUAL SCORE – Tynes (RBTT) – 128 Cassel (CFFK) – 66 BOOM! Nailed it! *Mr. Brady was benched in lieu of white-out in Chi-town and Alex smith delivered. You’ll probably never hear that sentence again… ever. Poor Paulie was tapped and had not a $1 to buy a starting QB. Jason Campbell or John Skelton would have sufficed, although in the end, the majority of the team fell a little short. Cassel (CFFK) fought admirably this season, facing inevitable defeat in Romo’s broken collarbone, he orchestrated a key timed trade of the Bi-Polar Peyton Manning and received two of the hottest QB’s over the past 6 weeks… Unfortunately, those QB’s have been running on fumes the last 2, and with Troy Smiths’ unlikely benching, it was a perfect storm of obstacles.

The other playoff game consists of;

Another situation of repeated abuse. The signs are all there. (M&R) flinches when (EV) raises her hand. M&R so stresses himself out and overwhelms himself trying to play the correct QB’s, RB’s, WR’s, etc…
One quick glance at the matchups screams disaster for…. M&R. Everyone in the league is concerned for M&R that a 3rd and severe beating may do irreverseable harm. Just make it quick EV.

EV – 133 M&R – 98. Boom-Shaka-Laka!
ACTUAL SCORE – EV – 112 M&R – 96 – Clairvoyant ova here! A last minute pickup of Team Tebows, DeSean Jackson almost won the day for M&R, but Wacco Flacco came to the rescue. In what turned out to be a bit of a nail biter of a matchup. Who would have ever thought that starting Felix Jones (14 pts ) in place of Adrian Peterson (2 pts) would have been the better play. M&R was a bit of a mirage this season, as you would think that Thunder & Lightning or Salt n’ Pepa or Shake and Bake aka… Philip & Peyton would have snubbed out competitors at every turn, but alas, the fantasy football gods determined this shared kingdom unfit for two rulers and decided to have one do well and one fall off each week resulting in mixed results. So the former champion gets to salvage his title for one last, sweet week before the crown is fit unto anothers head.

That does it for the G6 crowd. Now for the second class citizens flying coach who have to pay to check that 2nd bag.

#5 Rooster vs. #6 RC
Call it.
TOD. 3:19pm on Dec 8th, 2010.

Levitity shows that the body has been dead for at least 24 hours, but the autopsy will tell us for sure. It looks like Carson Palmer faking the funk on some nasty junk is the COD.
All these recreated CSI & EMT scenes preface our prediction of annihilation and an abrupt end. A little Donnie Darko for you? Yipes. Maybe Donnie Brasco instead… gotta keep this lighter.
RC – 127 Rooster – 111
ACTUAL SCORE – RC – 125 Rooster – 116 – UNstoppable this week…

#7 Hot Tub vs. #8 BenBowski
ESPN calls this BIG, for Hot Tub.
We feel like its BIG, for BenBowski.
Flipping the coin….. still bouncing around….
Hot Tub – 119 Benbowski – 118
ACTUAL SCORE – Benbowski – 91 Hot Tub – 72 This game was a hot mess. ARod concussed and out. In total, all 4 QB’s in this matchup TOTALLED 6 points. A Hearty OY VEY!

#9 TEBOW vs. #10 Calvin & Da Munks
Battle of the bottom dwellers… This game is for the fans. The stadium should be packed.
I went on a couple of dates with a girl who said she was a psychic or something to that effect. She kind of lost me after that. But I called her up to predict this game and she said…
TEBOW – 103 D Munks – 102 Something about shakras and crystals and the moon in the 3rd stage of the coyote or something.
ACTUAL SCORE – D Munks – 122 TEBOW – 103 Got it wrong, but I was dialed in on scores this week!

Finished 3-2 this past week and that brings my total to 21-19 for the season. Looks like I just taught you how to Dougie.

The Championship Finale happens this weekend…
Read Between the Tynes (RBTT) 11-3 versus Team EV’s All-Stars (TEVAS) 10-4

We will preface this and all the other league matchups later this week, but we are psyched for the colossal battle royale that awaits. A new champion will be crowned and the inaugural tropy will be brought home, along with bragging rights for the year.

Let’s get it on! Now the juggernaut which is TEVAS or Ev’s team has won 8 games in a row and looks ready to pry that crown from Tynes cold hard grip!

• Please remember that if your not in the money playoffs then stay off the waiver until after Wednesdays pick ups.

WEEK 12 Fantasy Football Recap, Week 13 Predictions and Angels & Demons section



WEEK 12 Fantasy Football Recap, Week 13 Predictions and Angels & Demons section.

I just finished reading a great piece by Matthew Berry, titled, “A Requiem to Leslie Nielsen” and it does both Mr. Nielsen, Lt. Frank Drebin and The Talented Mr. Roto proud..

I would love to expound on the article, but I would be afraid to spoil its wit & depth.

airplane leslie nielsen

airplane leslie nielsen

So, I guess for now, I will go back to my 3rd grade level writing skills and try to color between the lines.

Week 12 Predictions & Prognostications

Manning & Rivers, inc. – 145 Rooster – 101

ACTUAL SCORE – Rooster – 125 M&R, Inc – 70 – Ouch!

Cassel Fit for a King – 122 Calvin & Da Munks – 121 – If Dwayne Bowe starts, Calvins total points go to 123 and we have a winner!

ACTUAL SCORE – Calvin – 139 Cassel – 105 – Dwayne Bowe to the Rescue!

So Fresh & So Clean – 149 Team RC – 148 I can’t believe I’m picking against RC again. Last time, they dropped 161 points on our pointy heads!

ACTUAL SCORE – So Fresh – 116 Team RC – 76 – Revenge is best served cold!

Throwing in the Towelie – 123 Can I get a Hot Tub – 99 If TITT gets a Defense he adds another 10 points to the totals!

ACTUAL SCORE – Toweling off – 124 Hot Tub – 90 – He got a Defense!!

Big Benbowski – 129 Team EV’s All-Stars – 111 This is the week that EV hits the wall in the sense that Bowski brings the Hammer. Not his crime fighting cohort The Hebrew Hammer, but the metophorical hammer that pounds a nail in the 5 game winning streak coffin. Harsh. I know.

ACTUAL SCORE – EV – 120 BB – 83 How could I pick against EV…again!

3-2 this week and 18-17 for the season. Yeccchhhh!

Our quick take on this past week.
(dev·as·tat·ed, dev·as·tat·ing, dev·as·tates)
1. To lay waste; destroy.
2. To overwhelm; confound; stun

This can sum up a lot of teams seasons In our league.

Devastating Injuries – (I.e.- Ryan Grant, Tony Romo, DeAngelo Williams (I guess), Frank Gore, Matthew Stafford, Kevin Kolb, etc, etc…)

This word can also sum up expected performances coming up a little short – (I.e. – DeAngelo Williams & Jonathan Stewart, Brett Favre, Ray Rice, Matt Schaub, Larry Fitzgerald, Randy Moss, Brandon Jackson, etc, etc….)

The other description where I think DEVASTATION fits well, is the feeling all other team owners have in not picking up certain players who were available to them on the Auction Waiver. Its one stage of Devastation if you bid too low, because YOU KNEW that this certain player would be good, but its insult to injury if you needed a player and didn’t bid on these Zombies (risen from the grave and now wreaking Havoc) = (Mike Vick, Peyton Hillis, Mike Williams (TB), (Its killing me that I dropped Dwayne Bowe on Sept 15th, but he sucked Donkey Balls for 5 weeks till blowing up!!!) & Steve Johnson)

So moving away from negative thoughts, we take a look at our Angels & Demon picks from last week (Smacks Hand to Forehead) FUGLY.

Predicted Angels…

Mike Tolbert did work.

NYJ’s – I said the defense and Mark Sanchez! Double Score!

Eli Manning did well against Jax.

Peyton Hillis – 3 td’s = Fantasy Goodness!

Finally, Ray Rice ran and caught his way to a good Fantasy Day…

Now onto the carnage, which is aplenty!

Frank Gore = Broken Hip, out for season.

Chris Johnson = Zero Fantasy Points against Houston’s 32nd ranked defense. Rusty Smith’d!

Sidney Rice = No Favre Turnovers = No Favre Touchdowns…

Peyton Manning was terrible…again. 4 INTS!

Sorry, I just call em’ like I see em. Obviously, Chris Johnson & Peyton are must starts each week until otherwise notified of horrific injury.

As for this weeks ANGELS & DEMONS section… Here we go.

Arian Foster – He can run, He can catch and he is going to need to do more catching then running, because of two things. #1. Philly may be up big. Quickly. #2. Matt Schaub is gonna have Eagle Wings in his face all day and dump off passes to a talented RB look good!

Mike Vick against Houston D. Unless Vick removes a mask and reveals himself to be Rusty Smith, then expect big points here.

Matt Cassel against Denver Defense – I can see the RB duo getting a lot of work here and maybe taking some points away from Cassel.

Eli Manning against Washington Skins D.

Peyton Manning after one of the worst performances of his career and this season against a porous Dallas Defense. This could get ugly. Someone is gonna see stars. Deh-vuh-Stay-Shun!
If Adrian Peterson is 80% or better he gets MAD points against Buffalo!

Sam Bradford at Arizona – Give me a break!

Matt Hasselbeck against Carolina. At Home. Hasselbeck to Obomanu all day!!!

Mike Turner against TB Run Defense. Oy Vey!

Matt Forte against Detroit Defense. OY OY VEY!

If Chris Johnson can’t make last weeks ZERO performance up to his owners against Jax, then obviously Rusty Smith is his QB. If Kerry is starting, CJ should vindicate himself!

Stephen Jax is huge in Japan!

Jay Cutler has a nice matchup against Detroit.

We like Todd Heap as a serviceable TE against Pitt D.

If I don’t put Dwayne Bowe on this list by now, I am not worth the paper this is typed on. Typed?

Unless its snowing in Green Bay, Aaron Rodgers is gonna pick apart 49ers all day.

Jamaal Charles vs. Denver defense = Yep.

LT vs. NE defense on Monday Night = Yep Yep.

Peyton Hillis against Miami Defense = Yep Yep Yeppers!

I’m betting that Sidney Rice doesn’t call it a comeback and brings the pain. Same goes for Nate Washington but only if he scrubs the Rusty out and gets himself some Kerry Collins, otherwise its best to sit him.

Now for some DEMONS! MUAH!

Stay away from Andre Johnson – start him of course, unless you have better options. But against Philly in Philly with cold weather. Yipes!

I feel silly saying OchoCinco, but yeah, go ahead and put ol’ #85 on the “We’re down on him” list.

LaGarrette Blount. If you have another option, use it, if not, he will be solid but nothing fancy, like TD’s or large long fantasy point rich runs.

Its completely just a gut feeling, but the AFC West has been so wacky and weekly up, down and impossible to predict that we think Kyle Orton falls on the dissappointment side of Angels & Demons. We see him in purgatory this week. He shant be throwing 4 td’s this week.

Fred Jackson against Minnesota Run Defense. Stay Away. Keep in mind Fred can catch and its his backfield, so Fitzy will be dumping off passes all day.

Donovan McNabb against an angry NYG defense. Stay Away!

Joe Flacco faces Pittsburgh. I’m not sure how much more you really need to read.


CASSEL – 124 TYNES – 122

EV – 130 CALVIN – 127 This time, even (Say it fast) (“A Beautiful Colorful Dwayne Bowe”) can’t get them a win.

RC – 101 BB – 99

* TEBOW – 119 M&R – 113

* ROOSTER – 122 HOT TUB – 106

* We are predicting 6-6 ROOSTER wins & 7-5 M&R loses thereby deferring to total season points scored and our prediction of the 4th and final playoff team is ROOSTER.

HAPPY CHANUKAH and Have a Great Week! Surely, Remember to check your rosters as we have another Thursday game! I will most certainly check my roster and don’t call me Shirley.

Dreznin Swagger

Dave Matthews & Tim Reynolds LIVE playing the song SQuIRM! Love this song!

Dave Matthews & Tim Reynolds LIVE playing the song SQuIRM! Love this song!