tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26800267.post8937408363319762979..comments2009-06-25T11:00:27.441-05:00Karate Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18304194227534026530noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26800267.post-21169825756674548312009-06-25T11:00:27.441-05:002009-06-25T11:00:27.441-05:00Tickle torture is the greatest of all training for the Ironman. If it gets too tough out there, I will just remember being pinned to the ground by my sister and cousin and ssss..st..stt...sttar......start to t.t..tt.thhh..thhinn....think back.pfileshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14469120462800314702noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26800267.post-5821864908446346812009-06-25T10:57:51.837-05:002009-06-25T10:57:51.837-05:00Very cool.Heather the Mama Dukhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03314177816405887405noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26800267.post-8672334229179548572009-06-25T08:54:55.345-05:002009-06-25T08:54:55.345-05:00I feel partly responsible...I think we tickled Preston to the point of craziness that makes you want to run that much, but he doesn't stutter. :)Nataliehttp://www.carretto.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.com