How did you get into training? A serendipitous encounter introduced me to one of my dearest friends and personal trainer, Lindie Pulvirenti when I was living in south Florida. Founder of Warrior Chick Bootcamp, she ran a womens only workout in her back yard under the palm trees 3 days a week, a place where women could not only bring their kids, but work out and learn how to use and treat their bodies in a safe, supportive and fun environment. Constant encouragement from both Lindie and the other Warrior Chicks motivated me push myself physically and realize that WOW! Exercise can be fun! I found myself addicted to the sweat and pain of bootcamp, the tire flips and the burpees and the TRX and lunges. But also the love and support I got out of every workout. We built more than muscles, we built friendships. I wanted to bring…Continue Reading
article placeholder
Much thanks to the gals who really waved the outdoor DIVAS flag at the Loveland New Belgium Scavenger Hunt. They really skied like girls to make their way around the mountain to find all the hidden treasures earning them a 3rd place finish. A few words from Sarah and her outdoor DIVAS team Registration was at 9 and at 10 they started handing out the clues.  We ran for the lift.  On the lift we figured out the blue paddle was hidden in North Chutes, so we cut over to lift 4, but after a couple of runs gave up.  We later found out that the blue paddle was so well hidden that no one found it until noon.  After that, we chased down a yeti, a ranger, a cowboy (and had a marshmallow shoot out), found a mustache, wore a tutu, played giant connect four, and managed to come in 3rd!  This earned…Continue Reading
article placeholder
Ski Like a Girl Jillian Betterly (outdoor DIVAS hard goods manager) shares of her first big mtn. competition in the Weekend Warrior Tour hosted at Winter Park Resort in the Mary Jane Chutes by Nick Whittemore and Adam Burke. Intensity was not what my first big mountain comp was all about, learning through good and bad judgements was the lesson of the weekend. While sitting in on our early morning meeting Saturday it finally hit me, this wasn’t a day of skiing with friends, this was a competition. Maybe I should have tried to get closer to 8 hours of sleep instead of the brief shut eye I got. On top of the butterflies fluttering in my stomach, the proposed venue was closed, which meant a new line. I would have to adjust my already rehearsed line and be ready to ski the unknown. Complete chaos circled my brain. To…Continue Reading