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St. George 70.3 - Race Week is Here!



One of my favorite places.
My favorite distance these days. 
Lots of my favorite people! 

5 more days until I get to toe the line at the St. George 70.3! I have been super excited for this race ever since the day they announced it last April. I would have really liked to do the full Ironman there as well but the timing just wasn't right and so I was stoked to hear that they changed the distance and turned this into the U.S. Pro Championships. I am almost a little sad I don't get to watch all of the world-class athletes duke it out at the front of the field because, believe me, it's going to be exciting and, if you are in the area at all, you should definitely come spectate! In case you are wondering, I will no doubt be rooting for my Germans, especially world champion Sebastian Kienle who grew up in the next town over. But I also have a crush on Crowie. I mean: Who doesn't? 

St. George is known to be hot, windy, dry, and... somewhat unpredictable. Just the way I like it. Unfortunately, the weather forecast for Saturday looks a little too moderate and perfect so far, but I haven't given hope up yet. However, I am not going to say this out loud because a) I don't want to have to eat my words later and b) I like having friends. Either way it's going to be tough race because neither the bike nor the run are particularly flat. This may or may not be a huge understatement. I like to refer to this course as brutiful: a nice combination of beautiful and brutal. You can get a glimpse of it by watching this St. George 70.3 video. (Please note that I highly disagree with the very first statement in this video.)


Karl and boys were looking forward to joining me on this trip but things aren't working out very well, so they are staying home. Bummer! But we will live. A nice gentleman (or so I hope) from Flagstaff, who is also racing and that I have never met, is going to give me ride. I know, story of my life. At least this time it's not a 20-something-year-old... That said, his reply to my email was the following: 

Yo woman. Going solo in my big ass Tahoe. You are welcome to come with me. Let me know and I'll pick you up. 

Should I be worried? In case I never make it to the race, you know what to look for. Just don't ask me what the guy looks like, I have no clue so far. Should be a fun adventure! And once I get to St. George I will be in the best hands seeing how I will be staying with Queen Colleen. Is it time to hit the road yet? 

 I've decided that (in order to keep myself occupied (despite the fact there is certainly NOT a lack of things I should be doing) and sane) I will be writing a little blog post each day this week about the upcoming race of awesomeness that I can't wait for! Tomorrow I will talk about how good horrible I am at tapering. It's not my favorite thing in the world but it must be done. 



PS: Please note that you can now get 15% off any order at TriSports.com with the code SJARVIS. Different code than last year and bigger discount. I am thrilled to be on their team again and I promise that, if you order today or tomorrow, your order will make it to you in in time for the race. 







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