To celebrate my second anniversary here in the blogosphere I wanted to do something special.
Before the holidays I happened upon a website featuring beautifully crafted jewelry. Turns out the artist behind all of this loveliness is none other than Nana Smith of professional tennis fame. Having competed at Wimbledon and the 2000 Olympics, Nana well understands the competitive spirit and I think that shines through in her jewelry
Nana creates beautiful pieces from gemstones, pure silver and bronze. Her jewelry for athletes caught my eye and I have to admit I treated myself to a couple of gorgeous things. I was elated when she agreed to do something to share with you.
One lucky winner will win their choice of one of the following necklaces:
The charm is P U R E silver on a sterling silver chain.
Mandatory: Become a follower of this blog or tell me in a comment if you already are.
Go ‘like’ Nana’s Facebook page
and post a note on her wall that I sent you. Tell me in a comment you did.
on Twitter. Tell me in a comment if you did.
on Twitter or tell me if you already do.
+1 each: Link this giveaway on your blog, Facebook, Tweet it, email it, whatever you do let me know in a comment.
Deadline for entry is January 20. The winner will be chosen via random.org. and announced soon after.
As you probably know by now, I pulled the trigger and finally registered for not one, but two duathlons. I’ve been wanting to do one for years and have been dragging my feet, paralyzed by fear of a bike race gone wrong.
The very day after I summoned every ounce of courage in my being and committed, I read an article written by a Carmichael cycling coach. She talked about practicing to become comfortable with:
‘bumping tires’ with other bikes
reaching down to pick up a water bottle while riding
riding while someone is shoving you in the shoulder
Excuse me? Bump tires? Shoving? This may be no big whoop to most of you but seriously I’m about to wave the white flag. Maybe this wasn’t such a great idea afterall.
Ok I’ll come clean: I have some heavy cycling baggage in my closet. There’s a wreck in my past, complete with unconsciousness, head injury and missing teeth. That infamous July day has haunted me every time I’ve gotten on my bike since and until this past year, I’ve ridden tentatively to say the least.
But I need to push forward to exorcise those demons. I will do the duathlons. I may need head-to-toe kevlar and a forcefield to keep any and all shovers far away, but I will finally conquer the fear.
What scares you?
Someone’s having a bloggyversary!
Watch for a super special giveaway coming very soon!