Here is a short history of the club and some of the club's greatest moments.
The club was formed unofficially just prior to the White Lake Sprint Triathlon in North Carolina, May 2000. Greg
and Jodi, encouraged by the fact that Rick, of all people, had finished a few triathlons, decided to do their first Tri at
White Lake. Sue also decided to race. At the pre-race pasta dinner at Chez Weiss, we consumed 3 bottles of wine
between the four of us. In 90 degree heat the next day, we all completed the race.
A couple of months later, the Blancos joined in by participating in a pasta party at Chez Rick. It was the
Weisses, Blancos, Rick and maybe Sue, but my recollection of that night is a bit fuzzy. Three
regular bottles of wine, one huge bottle of wine, and some raspberry and rum frozen drinks later, we noticed
that the race would start in 5 hours. Yikes. The Triangle Triathlon the next day was the site of the infamous
Slim Shady incident.
Kyle joined the club at the Las Vegas Marathon, where the prerace dinner was at the Venician and lasted about 10 minutes
since we had snagged some tickets to Cirque du Soliel at the last minute. Kyle made up for his reduced wine
consumption by being The Man in the Box and by seducing a comely (though questionably "classy" messeuse)
during the race. Carpe diem!
In the fall of 2000, it was the 60-mile Perimeter Challenge adventure race at Fort Bragg, North Carolina. The team
of Greg, Lance, Rick, Kyle and Shane Lazenby (Shane's lack of booze consumption the night before prevented his admission to
the NVTC) celebrated with the traditional pasta dinner at the Weisses till almost midnight the night before. During
the wine-colored haze of the pre-race party, Jodi made off with Rick's supply of Up Your Gas, a move that would
have terrible implications later.
As the members of the club became disbursed to the four corners of the US by the wants and needs of the Army, gatherings
grew more rare, but no less spectacular.
Okay, I don't quite have the time to write down the rest of the club history, so I welcome club members to e-mail me
some more historical nuggets to include here. Greg's trip to the Pirate Ship at the Gulf Coast Tri certainly needs