<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7511888582562034380</id><updated>2012-02-16T03:16:37.308-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ariel Henbest</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielhenbest.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511888582562034380/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielhenbest.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938108185711044023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Htduaz68oq4/SFa4uNmtrmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8Msnvy_wPaU/S220/Untitled.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7511888582562034380.post-6771174830855411700</id><published>2009-02-20T11:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T11:32:42.818-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandma's here Grandma's here</title><content type='html'>my grandma just flew in 2 nights ago - yippy. She is just now figuring out that we don't have T.V. and she's a big News and Dr. Phil fan..... oh no... yikes! no T.V. for a month!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7511888582562034380-6771174830855411700?l=arielhenbest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielhenbest.blogspot.com/feeds/6771174830855411700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7511888582562034380&amp;postID=6771174830855411700&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511888582562034380/posts/default/6771174830855411700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511888582562034380/posts/default/6771174830855411700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielhenbest.blogspot.com/2009/02/grandmas-here-grandmas-here.html' title='Grandma&apos;s here Grandma&apos;s here'/><author><name>ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938108185711044023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Htduaz68oq4/SFa4uNmtrmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8Msnvy_wPaU/S220/Untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7511888582562034380.post-3651193316332427604</id><published>2009-02-13T11:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T11:48:46.203-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Tri-athlete Life</title><content type='html'>When you are told you can’t do something you do it just to show that you can. When your dreams exceed the limits of reality you do everything in your power to make that fantasy as real as possible. My name is Ariel Henbest and I have goals.  I have dreams; things that I want to achieve just to say, “I’ve done that before. It’s possible for you as well.” At the age of 18 (2 weeks younger than record holder) I finished the World Championship Ford Ironman of 2008. It wasn’t easy.&lt;br /&gt;Growing up I’ve had many dreams. I always thought that girls shouldn’t be any different than guys in their abilities, other than brain power of course. (jk,jk) Really, I’ve always tried my best to do better than the guys on my team, the other team, in school, and pretty much every guy I’ve met. They can’t beat me. Why should they be able to? I have just as much heart and endurance that they have about this sport. I always wanted to be the fastest one in flag tag at school, and I was one of the top. Then I wanted to be the best basketball player (I still do, it’s my favorite sport) and well, I was a starter in middle school. I had the speed and the love for the game and we were one game away from states! Then I wanted to be the fastest hurdler in track. Never did hurdles until the day before my first meet and I went to states for the 300 hurdles, long jump, and the 4x4 relay.&lt;br /&gt; Here in Hawaii I wanted to be a good volleyball player on the beach. You better watch out when I serve and on a good run. It just might be a little difficult trying to get the ball back on your side. Then, I did Peaman; swimming, biking, and running. They were small events but I still got noticed for a talent. So I decided to do the qualifying race for the Championship Ironman. It took place on the day of my birthday and what a gift it was because I placed.&lt;br /&gt;I became the youngest female to ever finish the World Championship Ironman that year, 2008. It’s a record set at 18. There are so many other things that I want to do in life. Travel, ski dive, model, learn different languages, and just to do the impossible, live life to the fullest.&lt;br /&gt;My point to this story (it’s a true story by the way) is that we all have dreams and we all have those people that tell us you can’t do it. It is a stretch from reality, but you can. Don’t let them ruin your dreams, if you want to be a lawyer, push yourself when no one else believes in you.  It’s ok if you mess up, just get up and try again. All those goals I’ve made I have never met. I’ve only got a piece of them but I still pushed myself and got a taste of a little glory in each event.  The Ironman…. My time wasn’t exactly what I hoped for but I finished.&lt;br /&gt;It’s all about trying your best to show your capabilities. Show the world that there is something in you that can benefit everyone. Reach for the stars-its encouragement.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7511888582562034380-3651193316332427604?l=arielhenbest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielhenbest.blogspot.com/feeds/3651193316332427604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7511888582562034380&amp;postID=3651193316332427604&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511888582562034380/posts/default/3651193316332427604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511888582562034380/posts/default/3651193316332427604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielhenbest.blogspot.com/2009/02/tri-athlete-life.html' title='A Tri-athlete Life'/><author><name>ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938108185711044023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Htduaz68oq4/SFa4uNmtrmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8Msnvy_wPaU/S220/Untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7511888582562034380.post-2034610094194494695</id><published>2008-10-30T03:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T03:38:09.717-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween</title><content type='html'>When witches go riding,and black cats are seen,the moon laughs and whispers,‘tis near Halloween.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7511888582562034380-2034610094194494695?l=arielhenbest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielhenbest.blogspot.com/feeds/2034610094194494695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7511888582562034380&amp;postID=2034610094194494695&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511888582562034380/posts/default/2034610094194494695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511888582562034380/posts/default/2034610094194494695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielhenbest.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween'/><author><name>ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938108185711044023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Htduaz68oq4/SFa4uNmtrmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8Msnvy_wPaU/S220/Untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7511888582562034380.post-7027031327740824507</id><published>2008-10-28T03:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T03:42:22.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Presidential Voting!!</title><content type='html'>Now, who votes for McCain? Hands up hands up high... now who votes for Obahma? Come on stretch.... higher! Do people know who they are voting for and why? Today it's a popularity contest so alot of people. I have been looking around on the interenet for people that have been interveiwed on their opinion and well, most of them didn't even know what they were talking about. My dad sent me an email on an interveiw - Obahma wins or loses (not really) because of his color. It was an interview with african americans voicing their opinion and being asked questions. ' " So do you support Obahma in his pro life decision?" ' alot of people said yes - sorry that aint Obahma's opinion. That is McCain and Sarah's wants. I honestly think that it should not matter color, gender, or where you came from (as long as you live in the US). We should all have to pass some sort of test to vote. If you don't know why you voting or what you voting about then what are you doing voting. You should know the background of your runners and or what they are about. The votes are not supposed to be based on favortism or ethnicity(racism, gender) It should be whose got a head on their shoulders and are going to run this country to our benefits. Fairly and right. Thats my opinion. I not voting this year because i dont know enough to have a strong opinion on who i want - so i probly have no right in saying any of this. but, be smart about your choices and know why you making them. step out of your bubble and stand for what is right - not only what you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ariel ----- i hope i dont regret writing this. these are just my thoughts.  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7511888582562034380-7027031327740824507?l=arielhenbest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielhenbest.blogspot.com/feeds/7027031327740824507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7511888582562034380&amp;postID=7027031327740824507&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511888582562034380/posts/default/7027031327740824507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511888582562034380/posts/default/7027031327740824507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielhenbest.blogspot.com/2008/10/presidential-voting.html' title='Presidential Voting!!'/><author><name>ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938108185711044023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Htduaz68oq4/SFa4uNmtrmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8Msnvy_wPaU/S220/Untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7511888582562034380.post-5682741666517672898</id><published>2008-10-27T02:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T13:51:15.755-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ironman...over :(</title><content type='html'>October 26th, halloween is almost here. 2 weeks past ironman, what a recovery. Lets just say i made it past the finish line before midnight. Ok, ok, you ready... it took me 16 hours 46 minutes and 11 seconds. (16:46:11) Not the best time in the world but it's no where close to the worst because i made it. How many people can say that. Only a handful and i am crammed into the bunch. I am proud to say that i am an Ironman (not a girl but not yet a women) and the youngest female to ever complete the World Championship Ironman. Thanks to all the support out there and the volunteers I made it. It was raining baked potatoes(if you know me, you will understand), alot of pain but tasted very good when i crossed that finish line. I probly did my best in the swim, came out at a descent time so that made me happy . Another part that made me happy was seeing the line of people on alli'i drive screaming as i was running to the finish line. The best part of the whole race was seeing the volunteers. Volunteers to me are not just the people that played security roles or passing out drinks, but the people that stayed out there all day long cheering us on. Going out to hawi on that bike ride was pretty lonly, especially when you coming in right before cutoff time and you will see groups of people cheering you on at the different stations. Also, you will sometimes see one or two people sitting out on their long chairs screaming at the top of their lungs for you to finish when no one else is around. That takes alot of commitment to stay out there that long by yourself. And the music when i was running was great. Seeing some school mates out there on the highway dancing to the music and excited because they had no idea you were in the ironman. This whole day was an adventure all on its own. Meeting people from all over the world, small, foreign, huge, interesting, nice, and just full of energy. Ok, i can ramble on about the same thing for hours and say the same things over and over again so i'm just going to stop my self here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankyou bree wee for cheering my on (saw her in the bike transition), thankyou volunteers and cheering spectators for being out there for us, thankyou to the people that got me started - peaman, tridaddy coaching (coach eddie herd), oliver(cycle station), saturday morning ride (bike works), steve (masters swimming), eric neilson-pipes (professional help and attention), and school for gettting me started in volunteering to help out with the ironman. Thankyou to my parents for paying for 90% of the expences and for volunteering, thankyou jessica henbest (my lil sister) for saying "we're not going home till you do ariel" and sticking with me for  the last 12 miles  - that was just a boost that i needed(honestly it brought tears to my eyes, i will cheerish that moment because i think that is the nicest thing you ever said to me, and i may never hear it again, lol) thankyou mom for attempting to walk my speed (lol), (for the sign and keeping track on me throughout the bike ride, Thankyou dad for sticking with me for the last 12 miles - it was funny you went to the bathroom more in that last 12 miles than what i did that whole race - you also sang to me aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh...lol jk jk. I thank the Chuch for watching for me and cheering me on, Phill came down there and actually walked with me as well for a little while. Thankyou Chrissy Wellington for putting a lei on me when i crossed the finish, Thankyou Pizza Hut for your support and gifts - Christal, Chris, Whitney, Zach, Mom, Dad, Jessica, Chrissy Wellington, Santiago, Leslie, Coach Eddie Herd, Pomai, Brad, and i'm sure many others, the Croud - thankyou for being there for me all the way. I can now say I have completed the Ironman and it will be with me forever. I hope to come back next year and improve on time dramatically , lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aloha, and Mahalo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ariel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7511888582562034380-5682741666517672898?l=arielhenbest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielhenbest.blogspot.com/feeds/5682741666517672898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7511888582562034380&amp;postID=5682741666517672898&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511888582562034380/posts/default/5682741666517672898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511888582562034380/posts/default/5682741666517672898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielhenbest.blogspot.com/2008/10/ironmanover.html' title='Ironman...over :('/><author><name>ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938108185711044023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Htduaz68oq4/SFa4uNmtrmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8Msnvy_wPaU/S220/Untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7511888582562034380.post-5799282425729329906</id><published>2008-09-08T12:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T10:22:50.671-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what a weekend...</title><content type='html'>I am so lucky. I've been trying to make it on my own... I want to make it on my own. It's a challenge and well this past week has been very unpredictable in every step I have taken. Ok, I spend most of my time at school. I love school, study study study! It's great when you only have two classes to worry about. Well, lets just say my car broke down - I never dreamed of a cop escort - front seat, Mustang with all the hook ups. That thing had an engine on it and it was standard, OMG I have never had a ride like that one before. With a cop, or even in that type of vehicle ( i was pretty stoked-). So, I got a sweet ride into town.&lt;br /&gt;Before the breakdown occured, I was going to my friends house to pick her up. - she needed a ride to work and I figured I was heading that way to go home neways that I would help her out - on my way up to her room I found a crumpled 100 doller bill!!! Whats the odds of that but I thought about it and well, I know that my friend tends to think she is putting the money in her purse but really isn't. So, me feeling kinda guilty thinking it was hers asked if she's missing money. As much as I hated giving that hundred doller bill it made me feel much better because I was being honest - (she gave me 25 dollars for being honest too). It pays off - what comes around goes around.&lt;br /&gt;The day before this my boyfriends clutch gives out on his car - what luck, but he did find a good deal. To replace a clutch and steering wheel - $850.00 total - not bad.&lt;br /&gt;What a week, I tell ya, at least I live right next to my boss and work the same hours as her - me and her are going to be the best of buddies now! She also has a daughter with the wildest mind for a 9 year old. Her name is Aroura- Sleeping beauty - I don't think i spelled her name correctly but she's awesome. I help her with her homework sometimes and well it's great. Makes me miss my little sister, Jessica, alot.&lt;br /&gt;I'm living out in the country - which I love, I think my parents(family) understand why- and things are just great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7511888582562034380-5799282425729329906?l=arielhenbest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielhenbest.blogspot.com/feeds/5799282425729329906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7511888582562034380&amp;postID=5799282425729329906&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511888582562034380/posts/default/5799282425729329906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511888582562034380/posts/default/5799282425729329906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielhenbest.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-weekend.html' title='what a weekend...'/><author><name>ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938108185711044023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Htduaz68oq4/SFa4uNmtrmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8Msnvy_wPaU/S220/Untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7511888582562034380.post-3148204346858526917</id><published>2008-09-02T13:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T13:18:53.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'>good morning athletes..america...readers...</title><content type='html'>Yes, this morning a short workout out but tough. Afterwards, I obviously took a shower and well on my way to school i went to McDonalds... not healthy or good but the apple pies are ok, and on my way in there was a pregnant lady standing out side asking for spear change to buy breakfast with. Me, I felt really bad but i remember my dad talking about people like that and how they are sometimes just doing for drugs or dont really even need the money. Just making more than the average person that actually works. So, sadly i told her, "No, I'm sorry. I don't have spear change." While i was inside i thought apple pies are 2 for a doller. So, I bought 4 apple pies. One for me and the other three for her - she said she was hungry. I gave them to her as i walked out and she said " thankyou, thankyou, godbless you." As I got into my car i was watching to see what she would do - she walked straight to the trash can and through them away. I'm glad i didnt give her a 5 doller bill. It's really sad when people like that are out there. It makes it hard to help them when you don't really know if you are being robbed or being a helpful citizen to someone in need. My day has just begone - 10 a.m. - i hope i don't see her up there after my first class. It's amazing what people will do to make money - lower themselves to a homeless status.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, its a choice i guess. We all have a choice in what we do, i just hope its for the better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7511888582562034380-3148204346858526917?l=arielhenbest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielhenbest.blogspot.com/feeds/3148204346858526917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7511888582562034380&amp;postID=3148204346858526917&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511888582562034380/posts/default/3148204346858526917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511888582562034380/posts/default/3148204346858526917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielhenbest.blogspot.com/2008/09/good-morning-athletesamericareaders.html' title='good morning athletes..america...readers...'/><author><name>ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938108185711044023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Htduaz68oq4/SFa4uNmtrmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8Msnvy_wPaU/S220/Untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7511888582562034380.post-3700216151677652206</id><published>2008-08-24T17:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T17:53:22.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'>something different than what coach wrote</title><content type='html'>ok, we all fall short everyday of something. Me, and my training. It's not exactly perfect everyday. Somedays i might do a little less others i might do more than what i'm supposed to ( like it matters doing more) and sometimes i just might do something completely different. it all depends on whats going on for me. well, today I didnt do near as much riding as i was supposed - 6 1/2 hr bike ride and a 45 minute run..... no - Instead it was a about a 4 hr bike ride 40 minute run and i dont know how long i swam for.... but i did swim ... but ya not good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yikes - and now off to work -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7511888582562034380-3700216151677652206?l=arielhenbest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielhenbest.blogspot.com/feeds/3700216151677652206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7511888582562034380&amp;postID=3700216151677652206&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511888582562034380/posts/default/3700216151677652206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511888582562034380/posts/default/3700216151677652206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielhenbest.blogspot.com/2008/08/something-different-than-what-coach.html' title='something different than what coach wrote'/><author><name>ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938108185711044023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Htduaz68oq4/SFa4uNmtrmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8Msnvy_wPaU/S220/Untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7511888582562034380.post-4847701473844763616</id><published>2008-08-15T19:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T19:55:11.642-07:00</updated><title type='text'>how many weeks left - ?</title><content type='html'>Life has a role. It has a system. You are born, people love you. You are just the cutest thing anyone has ever seen. Middle school you gain responsibility that you think is too much to handle. Highschool... give me all you got. I can do it on my own. 18 - you either live with you your parents for a while and expect the world of them because you are scared and lost and can admit it or you move out trying to be independent and responsible. Wanting to show them you can make it and don't need help, you are scared and lost but to admit such a thing would be stupid or childish. I moved out - got my stuff and moved in with a room mate. Trying to juggle work, college, and training is not easy. I took a glance and jumped because I believe I could go the distance. I am barely landing on solid ground and I'm scrambling to do what needs to be done. It's an adventure. I even loose track on the days that are left till this race. There is alot going on at this point in life for anyone. No matter what. Staying home, moving out, or just trying to stay on the right path. I just want to thank my coach, parents and everyone out there that has helped me and conitnue to help me. As much as I hate to say it, I can use all the help in the world. Anything would make me happy. Less than 9 weeks I believe, to the Ironman. - It's all in the mind -(that's what i hear) but it's also in your heart. - Things will go the way they are supposed to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you guys and thanks for the support.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7511888582562034380-4847701473844763616?l=arielhenbest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielhenbest.blogspot.com/feeds/4847701473844763616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7511888582562034380&amp;postID=4847701473844763616&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511888582562034380/posts/default/4847701473844763616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511888582562034380/posts/default/4847701473844763616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielhenbest.blogspot.com/2008/08/how-many-weeks-left.html' title='how many weeks left - ?'/><author><name>ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938108185711044023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Htduaz68oq4/SFa4uNmtrmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8Msnvy_wPaU/S220/Untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7511888582562034380.post-1345168326305933036</id><published>2008-07-23T18:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T21:11:56.334-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures!!</title><content type='html'>Ok, I know its a 2 month old race but one of my friends, Leslie, took some pictures and let me have some. They are really nice, she did a good job. Here are a few from the Honu Half Ironman 70.3!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Htduaz68oq4/SIfchK3aZVI/AAAAAAAAACI/q1ls94C-eFM/s1600-h/LORI+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226388354997314898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Htduaz68oq4/SIfchK3aZVI/AAAAAAAAACI/q1ls94C-eFM/s320/LORI+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Htduaz68oq4/SIfciDC_yXI/AAAAAAAAACQ/xOXgtEayBlM/s1600-h/LORI+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226388370078288242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Htduaz68oq4/SIfciDC_yXI/AAAAAAAAACQ/xOXgtEayBlM/s320/LORI+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i am your daughter, you are looking at me funny - lol - luv ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Htduaz68oq4/SIfcibcYGiI/AAAAAAAAACY/4f9gyCnLDGE/s1600-h/LORI+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226388376627190306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Htduaz68oq4/SIfcibcYGiI/AAAAAAAAACY/4f9gyCnLDGE/s320/LORI+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Htduaz68oq4/SIfbngyqmoI/AAAAAAAAABo/0RiI-7JxUCo/s1600-h/LORI+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226387364450572930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Htduaz68oq4/SIfbngyqmoI/AAAAAAAAABo/0RiI-7JxUCo/s320/LORI+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you belinda ( if i new how to draw an arrow i would but she's the one in the pink right beside me) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Htduaz68oq4/SIfbnWKC9OI/AAAAAAAAABg/JC7VoE_Xvjk/s1600-h/LORI+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226387361595847906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Htduaz68oq4/SIfbnWKC9OI/AAAAAAAAABg/JC7VoE_Xvjk/s320/LORI+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Htduaz68oq4/SIfboOXQboI/AAAAAAAAAB4/4hDYFuxwhAY/s1600-h/LORI+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226387376683642498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Htduaz68oq4/SIfboOXQboI/AAAAAAAAAB4/4hDYFuxwhAY/s320/LORI+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for your support Bree!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Htduaz68oq4/SIfbn2s8PJI/AAAAAAAAABw/STbi5esXxeU/s1600-h/LORI+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226387370332142738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Htduaz68oq4/SIfbn2s8PJI/AAAAAAAAABw/STbi5esXxeU/s320/LORI+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Htduaz68oq4/SIfboY4N5qI/AAAAAAAAACA/Zk7Vm8JPp3k/s1600-h/LORI+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226387379506243234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Htduaz68oq4/SIfboY4N5qI/AAAAAAAAACA/Zk7Vm8JPp3k/s320/LORI+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; thank you to all that helped out with this race to make it possible... it was fun - specially the food :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7511888582562034380-1345168326305933036?l=arielhenbest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielhenbest.blogspot.com/feeds/1345168326305933036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7511888582562034380&amp;postID=1345168326305933036&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511888582562034380/posts/default/1345168326305933036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511888582562034380/posts/default/1345168326305933036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielhenbest.blogspot.com/2008/07/pictures.html' title='Pictures!!'/><author><name>ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938108185711044023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Htduaz68oq4/SFa4uNmtrmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8Msnvy_wPaU/S220/Untitled.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Htduaz68oq4/SIfchK3aZVI/AAAAAAAAACI/q1ls94C-eFM/s72-c/LORI+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7511888582562034380.post-4529964981899085940</id><published>2008-07-10T09:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T10:10:22.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>few facts of life, my life...</title><content type='html'>10 years ago I was:&lt;br /&gt;8 years old, probly up in a tree eating apples in illinios on the most beautiful land we have ever owned.&lt;br /&gt;5 years ago I was:&lt;br /&gt;graduating from 8th grade, I wanted to be a professional basketball player&lt;br /&gt;1 year ago I was:&lt;br /&gt;making it through my last year of highschool, and i wanted to do something great.&lt;br /&gt;5 things on my to do list today:&lt;br /&gt;my training&lt;br /&gt;get a phone book&lt;br /&gt;say hi to oliver&lt;br /&gt;wish bree wee a safe flight for canada&lt;br /&gt;seperate all of my cards from the past 3 years&lt;br /&gt;5 snacks I enjoy:&lt;br /&gt;Smoothies&lt;br /&gt;do potatoes count??&lt;br /&gt;nutrition trail mix bar&lt;br /&gt;rice&lt;br /&gt;burritos&lt;br /&gt;If I were a billionaire I would:&lt;br /&gt;Buy a bunch of beautiful land, design my own house and build it. Big enough for a normal family&lt;br /&gt;Spread it through my family that needs it in illinios and missouri - even to a few good friends i have&lt;br /&gt;I would own my own recreational company and have an activity for all ages&lt;br /&gt;pay all the bums to get a job and cleaned up on their feet, If they aint doing good after 6 months, that their own fault&lt;br /&gt;I would travel every country! Venezuela, Mexico, Brazil, Ireland, Switzerland, Rome, and several , no more than several others.&lt;br /&gt;6 people I want to have lunch with tomorrow:&lt;br /&gt;My Grandparents, My Grandma Savage and grandpa mike, Michael Jordan #23 (he's a star), My Aunt Tammy ( the spencers), Santiago (I owe him), myself&lt;br /&gt;5 places I have lived:&lt;br /&gt;Channahon, Illinios&lt;br /&gt;Coal City, Illinios&lt;br /&gt;Verona, Illinios&lt;br /&gt;Kailua view Estates, Hawaii&lt;br /&gt;Kahakai Estates, Hawaii&lt;br /&gt;5 jobs I have had:&lt;br /&gt;Worked on a Dirtbike track that we owned in illinios&lt;br /&gt;Spokes person for ROTC in Highschool&lt;br /&gt;Worked at Jamba Juice&lt;br /&gt;Waitressed and other things at Pizza Hut&lt;br /&gt;Triathlete training - Ironman yippy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7511888582562034380-4529964981899085940?l=arielhenbest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielhenbest.blogspot.com/feeds/4529964981899085940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7511888582562034380&amp;postID=4529964981899085940&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511888582562034380/posts/default/4529964981899085940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511888582562034380/posts/default/4529964981899085940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielhenbest.blogspot.com/2008/07/few-facts-of-life-my-life.html' title='few facts of life, my life...'/><author><name>ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938108185711044023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Htduaz68oq4/SFa4uNmtrmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8Msnvy_wPaU/S220/Untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7511888582562034380.post-844636650106988279</id><published>2008-07-09T19:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T19:04:44.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Motivation: no matter what you do...</title><content type='html'>We juge ourselves by what we feel capable of doing, while others judge us by what we have already done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1807-1882)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Each body has its art...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; Gwendolyn Brooks (1917-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7511888582562034380-844636650106988279?l=arielhenbest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielhenbest.blogspot.com/feeds/844636650106988279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7511888582562034380&amp;postID=844636650106988279&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511888582562034380/posts/default/844636650106988279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511888582562034380/posts/default/844636650106988279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielhenbest.blogspot.com/2008/07/motivation-no-matter-what-you-do.html' title='Motivation: no matter what you do...'/><author><name>ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938108185711044023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Htduaz68oq4/SFa4uNmtrmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8Msnvy_wPaU/S220/Untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7511888582562034380.post-6905189780771575330</id><published>2008-07-09T13:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T13:15:34.444-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This one is for my Grandparents...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;"The reason that grandparents and grandchildren get along so &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well is that they have a common enemy."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;- Sam Levinson (1911-1980) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Who's is the enemy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's for you to figure out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7511888582562034380-6905189780771575330?l=arielhenbest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielhenbest.blogspot.com/feeds/6905189780771575330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7511888582562034380&amp;postID=6905189780771575330&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511888582562034380/posts/default/6905189780771575330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511888582562034380/posts/default/6905189780771575330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielhenbest.blogspot.com/2008/07/this-one-is-for-my-grandparents.html' title='This one is for my Grandparents...'/><author><name>ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938108185711044023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Htduaz68oq4/SFa4uNmtrmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8Msnvy_wPaU/S220/Untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7511888582562034380.post-609719810235469204</id><published>2008-07-09T12:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T13:05:10.681-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandparents - you got to love em...</title><content type='html'>Who has traveled with their grandparents before? I haven't until yesterday, and it's the funniest thing seeing them fight. Grandma would say "Keith, oh keith, would you stop that?" and all Grandpa ever replies is, "uhuh - stop what? Phillis what are you talking about." Every time she would say something to him that is what he would reply. I had to bite my lip to keep myself from laughing most the time. Then when we would stop somewhere to look around it would take a good 10 minutes before Grandpa would shut off the car and get out. They would be talking about nothing the whole time repeating the same thing over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;Who out there goes camera crazy, takes videos of things that you can see every where? I swear, my Grandpa don't go anywhere, even to the bathrooms without his camera. He has to take a video of everything. We went out to eat and he's taking a video of the waitress taking our order! Sometimes, its alright to leave the camera in the car.&lt;br /&gt;But, I just had the funnest time with them yesterday we went all the way to South Point looking at things, some I have never seen before. I think it was one of my best road trips I've ever had. I laughed, saw new things, and was just taking it easy. No rushing, and it was peaceful. Yesterday, we saw the 60 foot cliff, we say GREEN sand, we saw an ocean of rolling greens, trees big enough to live in, we saw the beauty of Hawaii together. No matter how rediculous grandparents may be, they are the best people to spend time with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... another big thing about my grandma - she ALWAYS has gum and everytime the subject changes she would ask, "Would you like some gum?"  lol... "Well i'll be"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you Grandma and Grandpa - God Bless&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7511888582562034380-609719810235469204?l=arielhenbest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielhenbest.blogspot.com/feeds/609719810235469204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7511888582562034380&amp;postID=609719810235469204&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511888582562034380/posts/default/609719810235469204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511888582562034380/posts/default/609719810235469204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielhenbest.blogspot.com/2008/07/grandparents-you-got-to-love-em.html' title='Grandparents - you got to love em...'/><author><name>ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938108185711044023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Htduaz68oq4/SFa4uNmtrmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8Msnvy_wPaU/S220/Untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7511888582562034380.post-8546630382798912375</id><published>2008-07-07T14:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T14:55:36.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a "Quote" on "Life"</title><content type='html'>Here is the test to find whether your mission on Earth is finished: if you're alive, it isn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-Richard Bach&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am still here - There is work to be done!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's a mystery&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7511888582562034380-8546630382798912375?l=arielhenbest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielhenbest.blogspot.com/feeds/8546630382798912375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7511888582562034380&amp;postID=8546630382798912375&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511888582562034380/posts/default/8546630382798912375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511888582562034380/posts/default/8546630382798912375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielhenbest.blogspot.com/2008/07/quote-on-life.html' title='a &quot;Quote&quot; on &quot;Life&quot;'/><author><name>ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938108185711044023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Htduaz68oq4/SFa4uNmtrmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8Msnvy_wPaU/S220/Untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7511888582562034380.post-8745488044898222886</id><published>2008-07-07T14:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T14:28:31.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in Hawaii...</title><content type='html'>After the long flight home I was picked up by my family, dad, grandma and grandpa. I was shocked when I saw grandpa, first time I have ever seen him wear shorts. Boy, I wish I would have gotten a picture of that! He didn't look to bad either. He has very white legs though. Well, it's good to be home. The nice thing is that the day I came home I got to see alot of people. Grant (from bikeworks) was having a little get to gether and we were invited. I was so happy to see everyone. Bree Wee was there with you son and husband, Linda and her son from Switzerland, Linda Jane, Luis D, and just many other people. There was a celebration of several birthdays and the food was magnificant. I had a fun time, out there on the beach and just chilin with everyone... thanks for the invite. It was great seeing everyone again and good luck Grant on your upcoming race. Best wishes for you Bree in Canada, kick butt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today - got up early and back into a regular training. I went to Masters and went swimming. Wow, it's been a while and it's nice to have people to swim with or a big group to swim with. Back in Illinios I swam with my uncle - training buddy!! I didn't really get to train as much as I would have liked to train more with him but I guess there is always a next time. It was fun.&lt;br /&gt;Alright, lets see. I beleive we have 3 MONTHS until the BIG RACE! the IRONMAN, WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP!! It's time to get training, and working hard! All of you competiters out there I wish you the best and be safe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7511888582562034380-8745488044898222886?l=arielhenbest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielhenbest.blogspot.com/feeds/8745488044898222886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7511888582562034380&amp;postID=8745488044898222886&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511888582562034380/posts/default/8745488044898222886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511888582562034380/posts/default/8745488044898222886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielhenbest.blogspot.com/2008/07/back-in-hawaii.html' title='Back in Hawaii...'/><author><name>ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938108185711044023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Htduaz68oq4/SFa4uNmtrmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8Msnvy_wPaU/S220/Untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7511888582562034380.post-7037540371133291304</id><published>2008-06-17T19:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T21:12:06.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The best thing about today...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213052897208984322" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Htduaz68oq4/SFh7_XV2YwI/AAAAAAAAAAo/l4M0y452HyM/s200/IMG_1315.JPG" border="0" /&gt;After 10hrs of sitting down with NO sleep, I was exhausted and hungry. My sister and I got stuck with the seats in the very middle, like E49 center seats. Thinking, how much worse can it get, an old man sits right next to me and well... I think i jinxed myself. He could really snore, and when he slept I swear he was staring at me the whole time. The good think is that it wasn't too cold or too hot, it was just fine. As soon as we got off that plane the feeling of releif swept over the faces of all the people. It's 5:30 in the morning, fresh cool air opens our eyes to the beautiful city of Chicago...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;... with the dramatic time change, 5 hours, sleep is not on schedule. When we arrived at our grandparents house in Minooka, we made breakfast. Eggs, potatoes, and toast. Yummy! Afterwards cleaned up, sat down on the sofa and crashed! Could not stay awake...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;...ok beauty sleep is over and its time to see my family and puppies!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213054655233988562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Htduaz68oq4/SFh9lsfrF9I/AAAAAAAAAA4/jiKQWwW2tkM/s200/022.JPG" border="0" /&gt; ...there are 4 brunettes and 3 blackies... so cute! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213055702636778034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Htduaz68oq4/SFh-iqX9UjI/AAAAAAAAABA/g6ahYlw64sc/s200/025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;...after we took care of the dogs we headed out to OCB (old country buffet). Its the best food I've had in a while. Home sweet home, all you can eat, tators and meat. I went there with my 2 sisters, auntie and uncle, and my little cousin. I love them to death.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213059654683848866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Htduaz68oq4/SFiCIs5Z8KI/AAAAAAAAABI/RwadFD0UwSo/s200/029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;On the left side is my older sister Sarah, then my younger sister Jessica and next my Uncle Gary. On the right is my little cousin Allen and my Aunt Tammy. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Htduaz68oq4/SFiDpok8gZI/AAAAAAAAABY/pZ4_bY5Volw/s1600-h/031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213061319971602834" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Htduaz68oq4/SFiDpok8gZI/AAAAAAAAABY/pZ4_bY5Volw/s200/031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Htduaz68oq4/SFiDBPCV_bI/AAAAAAAAABQ/6UaVnOHqF2g/s1600-h/030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213060625920818610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Htduaz68oq4/SFiDBPCV_bI/AAAAAAAAABQ/6UaVnOHqF2g/s200/030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7511888582562034380-7037540371133291304?l=arielhenbest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielhenbest.blogspot.com/feeds/7037540371133291304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7511888582562034380&amp;postID=7037540371133291304&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511888582562034380/posts/default/7037540371133291304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511888582562034380/posts/default/7037540371133291304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielhenbest.blogspot.com/2008/06/best-thing-about-today.html' title='The best thing about today...'/><author><name>ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938108185711044023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Htduaz68oq4/SFa4uNmtrmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8Msnvy_wPaU/S220/Untitled.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Htduaz68oq4/SFh7_XV2YwI/AAAAAAAAAAo/l4M0y452HyM/s72-c/IMG_1315.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7511888582562034380.post-4092024465535911893</id><published>2008-06-06T14:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T15:05:36.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The begining of a new life...</title><content type='html'>As of this Saturday I will be a graduate from Kealakehe Highschool. The world all of a sudden has grown bigger than what I can imagine. Many opportunities are being introduced to the young graduates of 2008. Two of my good friends, Daniel and Isaac, are being shipped off to the Marines boot camp Sunday morning. Brian, and many others are going to college. Steph is going to an Airforce Academy. All my friends, I wish you good luck in the career paths that you have chosen and yet to choose. I thank you for being there when things got tough and when life goes right. Thank you, cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, I'll be here in Kona for the upcoming event, the Ford World Championship Ironman. Tj. Foster and I competed in the Honu half ironman May 31st, and we both qualified as Big Island residents. Yea! So I'm looking forward to a lot of training and I hope Tj. is to. Long rides to Hawi and running up and down Ali'i drive will be fun. So, good luck Tj., its time to start training!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahalo to all the people that helped me through the Honu. Special thanks to Bree Wee, Belinda Herd, Coach Eddie Herd, Steve and the Masters, Eric and Karlyn, Cycle Station, Jimmy Beach and the Family, My Dad and Mom and Sister Jessica, and EVERYONE who helped the racers out in the Honu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... its only the beginning&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7511888582562034380-4092024465535911893?l=arielhenbest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arielhenbest.blogspot.com/feeds/4092024465535911893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7511888582562034380&amp;postID=4092024465535911893&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511888582562034380/posts/default/4092024465535911893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511888582562034380/posts/default/4092024465535911893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arielhenbest.blogspot.com/2008/06/begining-of-new-life.html' title='The begining of a new life...'/><author><name>ariel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938108185711044023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Htduaz68oq4/SFa4uNmtrmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8Msnvy_wPaU/S220/Untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
