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.
Life Dream,
I grew up in San Diego, California. Able to spend time at the beach was a much needed sancturay and my favorite past time. Raised by one parent, I’m one of six children. Given my family situation I was unable to participate in most desired sports. I’ll be 51 August 14, but feel a young 40. Being a young mother at 16 tells some of my story. Reconnection with my son, and share in his love of surfing would be a life dream, challenge and certainly an asset in my life as well as his.
Sweet Dreams, Lisa
I am the biggest wannabe surfer, it has been a dream since I was a young girl watching Sandra Dee in Gidget to one day surf. Needless to say I was thrilled to see the “Gidget Girl Tees” on page 3 of your catalog. But my biggest ambition in entering this contest would be to win a long board that I could donate to the Outer Banks Chapter of the Autism Society of NC so that children and adults with Autism could have the opportunity to surf with groups like Surfers Healing. If you’ve never attended a Surfers Healing “Surf Camp”, I highly encourage it. If you have, then you know what I’m talking about. There’s nothing else like it. My 8-year old son, J.P. has had the opporunit to go twice and it was a highlight in his life as well as ours. Thank you for your consideration.
I would love to win this surfboard. I would give it to my daughter who wants to learn to surf. We would ditch Dad’s old longboard and have our own stylish ride!
Thank you for your consideration!
I deserve to own your lovely surfboard. I learned to skate board around thirteen (when it wasn’t cool for a girl to do so.) I honed my abilities to carve in powdery drifts of deep snow in the woods of northern vermont. before we had kids I snowboarded from the roof of our house, and launched into air off “the bank” (It’s like water.) Anyway, I am a strong painter of fine pictures, an organic vegetable farmer with a strong back and stronger arms than most. excellent balance, hand eye coordination impeccable, and love of imperfect accompaniments. A tom boy from the beginning, I will appreciate this for the glee it brings and the power of it under my feet.
Nothing to fear at 40 …
I was born into a dark haired, dark eyed family, ALL of them, then out came me blonde hair with green eyes. My parents and relatives thought that it was some weird repressed gene that no one knew about. When I would stand amoungst them I would stand out. Being the outgoing child that I was I trusted people, a little too much and so did my parents. I was at the hands and the will of a baby sitter that I suffered for 3 years as she did not have good intentions for me. My self esteem was wiped out by what she did to me. At age 7, I believed I was worthless and would never be loved. I really believed it because I felt dirty and lonely ALL of the time. I created imaginary friends to help satisfy the need for interaction. I turned inward and nobody noticed. I felt that I would NEVER accomplish or overcome anything.
Fears were passed down to me from my parents, (and that baby sitter). These were things like fear of heights, fear of the darkness, fear of swallowing a watermelon seed, the fear of the unknown, fear of the truth. My dad would often sneak up on me and scare me, which has made me a very jumpy person and a target for practical jokes. I have to laugh at myself most of the time.
I would like to camp here on FEAR. See my brother being 5 years older than me and wiser, told me that I was adopted by my parents because no one else wanted me so they took me in. He told me that very mean little people lived under my bed and if I rolled over in my sleep that they would stick me with a needle or something. He also said that people who had all swallowed watermelon seeds had watermelons in their bellies and that is why they were large. He told me that these seeds were in every food that we eat , oh and he said that these women had no hope they were doomed. Obviously cursed because men never looked like that. I used to walk up to pregnant women with as much sympathy as I could muster up I’d look them deep in their eyes and say how sorry I was for them. They had no idea what I meant but I was certain that they were doomed by this giant watermelon in their bellies.
I suddenly started to discard my meals when no one was looking. So not only do I have esteem issues, fears that were not mine but somehow became mine, I now have a fear of being larger and of eating. I started with diet pills and eating very little in Middle School, this went into my twenties with me. With all the things swirling around in my head and with all of the effort it took to NOT eat, I had gained weight steadily. Things didn’t seem to matter much any longer. Then, in 1992 to my surprise, I met my now husband of 16 years.
He showed me that fear is not healthy. It was he that helped me to see that I am lovable and that watermelons will not grow in my belly if a seed is swallowed, just kidding I learned that a year before I met him. He has given and showed so much love and encouragement. He has challenged me to stretch and grow, to get a hold of myself. Find myself I guess, find my identity. I have overcome most all of my fears and have. Currently I have lost 30 lbs and 10% body fat. I workout 1-2 hours at least 5 times a week and drink a gallon of water a day.. I am proud of who I am today. I am sure that there will be many deserving women out there who would benefit from this board. I just hope that you have heard my story, my heart and will at the very least consider me. We live in SW FL not many waves but a great place to start and I would love to have the opportunity to say “I have overcome the fear of failure at surfing” and take the board with me on a family vacation to the Outer Banks of NC this year.
I turned 40 this year and I’ve always wanted to try surfing. I’ve spent the last 16 years working to save our gorgeous coasts and I think it is time I got out of the office to have fun with it more – the ocean, that is. Now that I am 40, I feel more self-empowered than ever. So – why not surfing? I want my four year-old daughter to have trouble keeping up with me when she’s big enough to surf so I’d better start now. Bring it on!
Help me with my bucket list!
In December, I’ll fulfill a life-long dream to visit Hawaii. During this trip, I’ll also run my first full marathon. The other item I’m scratching off my bucket list (which I created after beating advanced thyroid cancer six years ago) will be surfing lessons. I love the water and no trip to Hawaii would be complete without attempting to ride the waves. I may fail, but with a new Carve surfboard under my feet, this 41-year old will do it in style. Afterwards, I just might use it as one cool coffee table.
Water = Life
How could we live without water? I love the stuff. I drink it, I bathe in it, I whitewater kayak on it, I hydroslide on it, canoe on it and swim in it. One day I would love to learn how to surf on it. Any sport where you can compete with the boys, I’m all about it. Water gives you that opportunity. Blue is my favorite color and I can visualize myself catching some waves with that surfboard Entropy has produced. Who doesn’t love flowers?
Feeling the water pushing the board. Gliding along the face. Salt in my lips. Sticky hair. These are the feelings of bliss for me. Surfing in my hometown Ocean City, MD all year. Thirty degree water, thirty degree air. Only girl in the water.
Traveling to Costa Rica, Hawaii, Puerto Rico. Always fun. Always fulfilling.
Plans to travel more. Watching my one year old son grow up on the beach. Hoping to instill a passion of the ocean. A respect for the water. These are the reasons I deserve the board. To be a role model. To be myself.
I learned to surf at 40, a surprise birthday present from my best friends. I am a child of the moon, the crab, and water is my environment. As when I learned to SCUBA dive, my first step on the board as it planed over the water was like that first breath under the blue liquid: freedom. Freedom from the recent sudden abandonment by my then-partner, freedom to love life and adventure — and myself — again. Confidence to hope and love once more. Oh, to get back on a board again!