Temporary Archive: Suzanne Brockmann's Message Board

But I think it's hilarious because we used to get so frustrated with people who didn't get out of our way. And usually it wasn't their fault. They either didn't know we were racing, or they didn't really know what they were doing.

And it's really funny because we were only racing for beer. They were just weekly races for fun. So, other than being simply a competition, there was nothing big that we were competing for (I don't even drink). But it was the principle. (Of course, the two guys on my team thought it was pretty serious. Man! Make one small error and they got all huffy. And did I ever razz them if they screwed up? No, cuz I'm a woman - sweet, charming, nice -- oops, I'm sorry - I didn't mean for that turn to knock you over the side...didn't realize you were sitting on the edge like that, and it completely slipped my mind to call out we were tacking.)