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Zion NP

I was hoping to make it back to Flagstaff in time for NAM swim & brunch extravaganza on New Year's Eve morning. But, alas, it is not happening. The husband wants to hang at his parents' house a little longer and who can blame him?

So, I came up with a different plan. I am good at that. Actually, Coachie came up with a plan for me. He invited me* to go down to St. George with him for a little smashfest on the bike. Who wants to end 2011 with a bang? Me! Me!

We will be biking to one of my favorite places: Zion National Park. If you have not been, I suggest you go soon. It is a marvelous place! I am sure there will also be some swimming and running action... and I get to stay with one of my favorite girls: Colleen Soon-to-be-Ironwoman Rue!

In case it is not obvious: I am excited!!!

Karl graciously offered to pick me up in their way back home to Flagstaff. Although, I would not mind just staying in St. George until the half marathon at the end of January... But it is always nice to get a little head start on our long drive home.


*It is possible I invited myself. Can't remember...


PS: Anyone and everyone is invited to tag along to Zion NP on Saturday. Let me know if you are interested and I can give you details.



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