Wanna win this sweet surfboard?
The contest period has ended. Thank you for all the amazing entries. Stay tuned over the next few days for the announcement of our winners!
We worked with our friends over at Carve Designs to create a one-of-a-kind T9er surfboard (shaped by Entropy) for one of you lucky ladies to win. Here’s all we’re asking – dazzle us with your creativity by telling us why YOU deserve this sweet 7′ sustainably-made ride.
Would you like to fulfill a life-long dream to catch a wave? Use it as a surf deco coffee table, or save drowning children in faraway oceans? Whatever the cause, tell us in 99 words or less by posting a comment below.
Share your words by June 1st, 2009 for a chance to win the surfboard awesomeness. Fret not, ’cause we’ll be giving away 2 prizes to the runners-up ($100 gift card + Team T9 membership).
Heads Up: Our contests are only open to Title Nine eMail subscribers. They are our way of saying thanks to our loyal customers. So if you aren’t already a subscriber you will become one by submitting your entry. Click Here to read the official rules.
It has always been a dream of mine to learn to surf. Growing up in Denver, CO there is not much opportunity for that. Last year I had scheduled, to celebrate my 30th birthday, surf lessons with a camp in Florida to fulfill this lifelong dream. In exchange, another miracle and lifelong dream entered my life, I got pregnant with my first child (a baby girl!). With my 30th birthday in June, due with Taylor in January, I postponed the trip. However my dream still ringing true, I decorated my daugther’s nursery in a Hawaiian surf theme. She has a hand painted mural by a local artist with the ocean and a surf board fence painted for her to enjoy. It is still my dream to learn to surf, I am planning a trip with Women’s Quest on the Costa Rica surf trip next Spring. I would love to use this surfboard in my training and pass it along to my daughter who I hope we will have inspired to love the water, adventure and most importantly to try everything in life! And turquoise is her signature color! Help make two ladies dreams come true!
At 42-years-old and as the 2008 nationally 8th-ranked 48 kilo lifter, my planned “positive” transition out of Olympic weightlifting relies heavily on taking up surfing. I’ve loved every second of my ten years of lifting, but getting out into the water on a board for the first time last year (even the freezing northern cali surf!) after being in dank, dark basements has been a joy. Surfing has also brought me closer to my surfing hula sisters from Na Lei Hulu I Ka Wekiu, and exemplifies for my 5-year-old daughter the best attributes of female athletes: strength, grace, courage, perseverence, all while having a good time.
My company,Building Green Futures, is all about being green and sustainable. We design and install green (living) roofs and rainwater harvesting systems. I am thinking about stormwater all the time, and what it does to streams, rivers, and the ocean! Both rainwater harvesting and green roofs turn stormwater from a nuisance to an opportunity.I love the ocean and currently surf on a 9′ board. When I am out in the water I am constantly meditating on what urban practices are doing to damage the ocean and the beach and how I want to change that!! I have 2 daughters that want to surf, one 11 and one 17. It distresses me that the manufacture of surfboards is very un-green, uses materials that are not recycled, and involves off-gassing of polystyrene. If I won this board I would use it as an opportunity to educate people about sustainability, and how what we do at home can impact our beaches!
My niece Jenna deserves this surfboard. Two weeks ago, she lost her 19 year old brother in a tragic accident. Johnny loved the ocean; the freedom surfing brought him. In a total act of unselfishness and courage, Jenna held Johnny’s hand while his heart beat slowed. She told him it was ok to go. In his memory, she desires to uphold his passion for the ocean and surfing. she would like to learn to surf and subsequently travel to Costa Rica where Johnny dreamed of riding the waves. In any case, Jenna is my unsung hero!
Twenty one years old with $3000 of debt and a gut wrenching desire to surf on a daily basis. I’m idolizing that board like a prisoner staring at the key to his cell. Release me please! I can’t afford one. I can’t even afford to think about buying one, but if I had this board I would be set free like a bird out of it’s cage. You could do that for me. That’s a lot of power. Thank you.
Surfing needs to be part of IGAL, an adventure based company I am creating. Women will push their personal edge and receive support to do so pre/post journey through IGAL, born from my own strength-building experience after facing cancer. Surfing is on my life wish list following learning to swim, now checked off. Walking the talk is important as the creator of this company and learning to ride a wave is my next personal edge. Eventually this beauty will retire from wave riding and I envision her second life as a re-creation of a favorite childhood pastime, swinging.
I grew up a timid, careful person- no dangerous activites, no risky endeavors. Then, when I turned 40, I had an epiphany- with 4 young children at home I went to medical school. Then, 4 years ago, I left NYC and moved to the beach in North Carolina. Two years ago I learned to play the violin. Last year I planned a trip to Ireland (overcoming a fear of flying). And this year, turning 50, my twin boys have offered to teach me how to surf. Now, all I need is a longboard…
My mother, Marjorie Ann Franklin died in hospice last week. Her memorial was two days ago. I have spent the last six months caring for my mother through open-heart surgery, a radical hysterectomy, and chemotherapy. Yesterday my children (ages 5 & 8) were back in school for the first time. I only had an hour free, but immediately fled to the beach. I drug a friend’s old and gnarly board down to the water, and caught one wave (on my belly), before I had to return to real life and obligations. I am, in the water, remembering how to breathe.
Once upon a time there was a 54 year old widow. Many she loved had died recently, including her husband, her mom, her sister, and her best friend. She missed them all desperately. Grief groups felt stupid. Although deep down she was a hope junkie, she got mad at god and the world a lot. Nothing made sense unless she was on the beach, where life and death seemed natural. She thought if she could learn to surf she could understand the rhythm and find peace.
Picture this: young swimmers giggling as they climb aboard the sweet Carve surfboard. Moms and dads sitting on the sidelines with their cameras capturing determined antics. Small waves in 85° water for these surfing wannabes at the end of every YMCA swim lesson. Water safety instructors nearby hold the board steady until a young surfer is off and paddling to the center of the pool. As she builds up momentum the deck full of parents cheer her as she pushes up to a stand. Future surfer girl extends her arms and grins from ear to ear. Radical!