Little Miss Runner Pants

with the IMKS 70.3 coming up around the corner, everyone's in hurry, quick, lets get it done! mode... and everyone, apparently..

includes peeps in print.

earlier today i received an email from the co-race director for IMKS 70.3 that basically informed me INK KC... (a trendy website/magazine that the KC STAR puts out, that's aimed towards "21-34 year olds who work and play in the KC area...")... picks one athlete a week to highlight in the area, and...

they've chosen ME!

oh shit. i could see this going horribly bad.

immediately thereafter i received an email from the chick writing the story.. INKKC Girl, basically letting me know who she is, and...

asking me various questions.

questions like..

Where do you live (city)
What is your occupation?
Are you married, in a relationship or have any kids?
How many Ironman competitons have you done?
Why did you get involved in them?
What does your training entail? How do you prepare for it?
And lastly, Please name (in your opinion) the Top 5 items an Ironman competitor should never be without.

....

*ahem*

okay. right. answer the questions. no problem.

Where do you live (city) ---- small suburb of KC.
What is your occupation? --- graphic designer.
Are you married, in a relationship or have any kids? ----

hmmmm.....

.... i'll just mention my dog, instead.

--- no, no, and no. but i have a great dog!

right. cuz now i'm the crazy dog lady. which is SOO much better than just being single. shit.

at least he's not a cat.

How many Ironman competitons have you done? ---- errrr....... none!!!
and here's about where she regrets having chosen me for this article.

awesome. this is FUN!!!

Why did you get involved in them? ---- all my great friends. awwwwwww. that means YOU guys! (but you weren't mentioned in my response. what, i'm single, attached to my dog, and a BLOGGER!??... yeah. cuz thats gunna help me get laid..)

What does your training entail? How do you prepare for it? --- woohoo! something i can actually answer! swimming/biking/running... a lot!

And lastly, Please name (in your opinion) the Top 5 items an Ironman competitor should never be without. ----- fickity fick fick. hell if i know!!!

this one took me a while. a long while. i'm not actually a reader of INKKC, so... i didn't know if this was a kinda silly, fun loving "harhar" article, or... if its for real.

my answers were..
um..

well, they were. we'll just leave it at that.

and we're done, right?!

W.R.O.N.G.

she emails me again and tells me oh!! we want to photograph your training!! when can we come out?!

whuuuuuuut!!?! my TRAINING!!?! ... NO!!

do you know what i look like when i train? i'm a MESS. i'm a mess, with no make up, my hair not done, and.. usually outfitted in neon orange and black SPANDEX.

mmm. yes. that will look loverly in print.

WTF!

adding insult to injury, she then, aaaagain, emails to ask..

"oh yeah, how tall are you and...... WHAT DO YOU WEIGH!!?!"

... translation... we here at INKKC are doing everything we can to make sure you, a single, dog-loving, otherwise normal but apparently relationship malfunctioning 28 year old woman, will never land a date again in this lovely city of ours.

cheers!

son of a bitch.

so... this is going well, non?!

*sigh*

so far, that's as far as we've got. but i have a feeling whenever she comes out to photograph me "train".. she'll probably catch me on my first fall of the season, mid-air, with a twisted grotesque look on my face and the only thing that will be in focus is my ass.

....mmm.

lucky me!

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so on my walk with asher yesterday we encountered a serious hottie-with-his-shirt-off, out for a run around the 'hood.

as he came towards us i veered us onto the grass to let the hot bod pass.

lucky for me my dog is seriously too precious to pass up so he slowed, gave me the "can i pet your dog?" look, bent down and started playing with him.

while he played he asked the normal "how old/what kind" sort of questions that everyone asks and i managed to put the fact that he was genuinely one of the most attractive dudes i've ever seen out of my mind, and answered with poise and grace.

(no i didn't, thats a complete lie. i stuttered, stammered, and i'm pretty sure drooled all over myself. some things in life change... me + attractive man = disaster, never will.)

asher, though... being apparently the brightest most intelligent dog to walk the earth... put two and two together, and..

when Hottie Runner Guy got up to go, asher had a better idea.

he JUMPED up, grabbed Hottie Runner Guy's shorts...

AND PULLED!

before either of us knew what was going on, asher had managed to pull Hottie Runner Guy's shorts about a quarter of the way down his ass, and was doing his best to keep him put.

Hottie Runner Guy thankfully found this to be endearing, laughed.. struggled, but eventually got his shorts free from my dog's teeth, and as he set back out on his run, turned towards me and yelled "damn. you got that dog trained, huh!?"..

i. could. have. DIED.

i laughed so hard i practically peed myself, all the while praising asher.. "good boy! that's my good boy, OH your'e such a good dog. GOOD boy! you do that to all the boys, okay?! GOOD boy!" and eventually made my way home.

*sigh*

i don't know how he knew. he's definitely never done it before, but.. i tell you what.

if asher can some how differentiate between the hotties and the nots..

well hells bells, folks. i'm taking that dog with me EVERYwhere i go!

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i know i haven't really been "into" blogging much lately.. for reasons that i promise to share in the coming weeks, but suffice it to say..

i've been busy, and things are good.

with that said, i leave you with a few pics of asher's first photo shoot, and then to appease mister pictures = proof...

one of me, with... THE WINNERS PLAQUE! hee hee. saying that is never gunna get old.

my personal fave...

and... PROOF!!

.... hope everyone's weekend was grand. i promise to be my normal bloggy self soon.

just... probably not all that soon. ya know?

girls gotta do what a girls gotta do! *wink wink*

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i missed a swim last week.

and i was gunna make it up this weekend after the race....

but i didn't.

and then yesterday i had an emergency doctor visit (everything's fine for now. no worries) so i didn't get my swim OR my ride in...

so i was gunna make my swim up today, but.. i went to crossfit, and then was hungry, and then i had to see which david won idol, so..

i didn't.

and tomorrow i'm going for my ride with my coach and 0%, and won't have (read: wont make) time to swim ALSO... so...

AGHHH.

why is fitting in the swim so hard for me?

why don't i just man up and DO IT!?!

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for those of you that weren't able to attend my SMACK DOWN at the heritage park duathlon/triathlon earlier this morning..

i thought i'd inform you that..

I WON SECOND PLACE IN MY AGE GROUP, BEYOTCHES!!!

and because we all know that you don't actually *count* the people that were faster than you in the race (cuz... duh.) i might as well announce that i practically won THE WHOLE THING!

i mean taking into consideration people that are faster than you is just being a little too detail oriented, ya know?

*minutiae*

...

to be perfectly honest, i spanked that race so hard i heard rumor that they're renaming the event next year to the Heritage Park holy-shit-did-you-see-how-fast-AJ-raced-this-course-last-year Duathlon/Triathlon

i mean, officially.. ya never know.

but i hear its in the works.

the WINNERS PLAQUE that i brought home is, clearly, going to be mounted inside a UV protectant hyperbolic chamber stored 10-20 feet in the ground so that you'll need two keys, turned at exactly the same rate, to even open, so..

i mean.

its a pretty big deal.

and i just thought you should know.

>>> insert image of me here doing the shake-your-bootie-cuz you think you're-so-cool dance <<<

(more pics to come, for now this is all i have. compare to last year....)

race pics..

(okay. so maybe i was like 19th overall and got beat by a number of people that are not only faster and fitter, but probably just better at everything than me.

i care not.

things like taking home hardware happen to this chick all of never so.. i'm celebrating it to its fullest extent!!

can ya blame me?!

... i didn't think so!)

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so..

after that last run i did earlier this week, i awoke the next day with...

a swollen knee.

a very sore, swollen knee.

why? where'd it come from? what happened?!

yahhh.. i dunno. but it was NOT. COOL.
i couldn't bend it without screaming out in pain, going up/down stairs was a joke, and even really just walking around was a bit of a problem.

so i iced it. layed off for a day or two. swam instead of biked and thought, yesterday, when the swelling and pain had gone..

sweet! i fixed myself!

um.
........ i didn't fix myself.

because 45 minutes into my ride yesterday, i looked down and WHOA.

swollen. knee.

having no choice but to ride back, i.. rode back. got home. iced it.
woke up this morning with NO pain, but am now wondering..

WHAT THE HELL.

i have a 3.5 hour ride tomorrow and a duathlon sunday.

so the question is... if it doesn't hurt, but is still swollen..

do i ride?
do i race?
do i sit it out?

what do i DO!?

my HIM is in exactly one month.

i do not have time for this!

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its funny that no matter who you are.. what your age is... how fast, often, or far you run...

that in the end... we all have the same experiences concerning the run, and eventually we all learn sort of the same things.

this weekend in KC we were hit with some major storms. luckily no tornadoes ripped through my actual area, but the winds associated with the strom system were outrageous. sunday afternoon i contemplated, momentarily, running in severe wind gusts, but.. after riding in them saturday thought better of it.

instead, i mapped out a route and told myself monday. i'll run monday instead.

well.. yesterday was monday.

and i did not want to run.

it was still windy, my legs were sore from biking and crossfit, and... i have a new puppy! i wanted to play with him!

but i sort of have this whole half-ironman thing coming up so i thought it MIGHT behoove me to stick to the plan.
which i sort of did.

it was a 9 mile run that i needed to get through and because i am loathe to carry water with me when i run, i made my half-way point 0% and coach's house... drove over and dropped off a water bottle... drove back home, and then started off on my run.

and it.

sucked.

my legs were like lead. i couldn't breathe. i was fighting a FIERCE head wind, i'd forgotten that i'd mapped out a specific route so i was running in the wrong direction, and it was all just a very miserable experience.

at about 35 minutes into my not-mapped-out-route i was having that all-too-frequent conversation in my head that revolved around DNF'ing my HIM, probably not even surviving the swim... beating myself up for not being able to have a good swim/bike/run all in the same week...

because i mean HELLO! if i can't get one good workout in each sport per WEEK, how do i expect to do it all in the SAME DAY!?
this is so stupid. why the hell did i sign up for this?

and generally feeling sorry for myself.

the funny thing was... through all this...

i kept running.

"well no shit AJ. you were on a RUN!"

no...
no, see for me it doesn't work like that.

or up until this point.. it hasn't.

typically when i'm feeling that pathetic i talk myself into just taking a break. i'm doing horribly, i'm SO SLOW anyway... i might as well just walk.

but yesterday as i was verbally punching myself in the face i realized at the same time holy shit. i haven't stopped yet.

and that small realizaton. that small victory over myself, the mental fortitude to just-keep-going... that brought me right out of my funk, and... i wont say i then enjoyed the run... but it didn't suck.

and i sort of learned something that probably i should have learned a long time ago...

first of all..
when other people are running.. and their kicking my ass... and they're making it look easy.

its not ACTUALLY easy!

i'd convinved myself a long time ago that my 11:30-12:00 pace, which was my la-dee-da pace, which i thought was SO HARD... i'd convinced myself i was running just as hard as everyone else.

its just that everyone else's la-dee-da pace is... ya know...

WAY FASTER!

but i realize.. ya know what... its not.

the difference is, not everyone else is running la-dee-da. some other people are kicking their own ass up hills, around curves, over bridges and down sidewalks. they're struggling, and pushing, and THEY DONT STOP when it sucks.

they don't stop.

and i realized this... and it was like... AH HA!!!

i think i've sort of worked myself up into a false-sense of suckiness when it comes to the run, because my attitude towards the whole thing has been so far off.

that being said... i'd like to say that this realization made for my FASTEST RUN EVER! but alas.. it did not.

however i ended the run feeling like i'd grown a little as an athlete. that i'd pushed myself the way i should have been doing FOR THE PAST FEW YEARS and while i'm sure i'll continue to verbally, or mentally, sucker punch myself in the gut every now and again...

i feel like finally running and i MIGHT just start to be friends!

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over the years i've read the blogs of several people as they train for various races and there always seems to be a point where each person struggles with two things..

food... or more specifically portion control, and ALWAYS being hungry.....

and cleaning.
finding time to do the dishes, the laundry, pick up after their kids/spouse/self, and generally lead a normal tidy life that doesn't involve making excuses like "i'm really sorry my house looks so trashed right now, its just that ______________ ".

i've read these blogs and read these statements and always sort of chuckled to myself. exaggerate much?! jeez...i'm sure its not that bad...

well, ladies and gents, i'm here to tell ya something....

IT. IS.

it is that bad. it is very much that bad.

between getting up and taking care of the puppy, getting myself dressed and off to work in time, coming home, walking the dog, feeding the dog, making sure the dog doesn't poop on me.... finding clothes that are semi-clean to workout in, getting to the gym, coming home and stuffing my face immediately, often, and with large quantities of food..

lemme tell ya...

it is that. bad.

i have absolutely no time what-so-ever to take my clothes from the various folded piles in which they lay on the floor (clean, mind you. my CLEAN piles of clothes).. and find space for them in the closet.

it is much easier for me to drape items over fans and chairs and bed posts than it is to find a hanger and align them neatly by color, by season, by style like some people do.

its also much easier and much more enjoyable to walk through the kitchen, pull out a bowl of fruit and graze than it is to reflect for the 20 seconds it would take for me to do so and think to myself.. huh. lots of fruit. lots of carbs. where's my fat? where's my protein?!..

because then when i DO decide to "think" its... ooh. that big serving bowl i use when guests come over.. i should just make my salad in THAT. and eat the ENTIRE THING. i'll get all my servings of everything then for SURE!

well, yeah. while i graze on some crackers and peanut butter AS i'm cooking, i'm getting all my servings...

AND THEN SOME.

i mean please.
it never ends.

i am always putting something in my mouth, while simultaneously stepping over something that needs to be picked up off the floor, usually on my way to the couch... FOR A NAP!

at this rate i'm going to be the fattest in shape person to ever attempt to finish her first half-ironman.

with a messy house and dirty laundry to boot!

GAH!

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i'm sorry. but i love coming home to this guy!

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(thank you to everyone for your kind words about stephanie. i appreciate being able to express my emotions and have such a supportive group around me. you guys are the best and it just adds to the many reasons why i love this community.)

after a rather horrible few days earlier this week, yesterday afternoon i knew it was time to get out there and grind it out on the bike.

after last weekend's 70.3 recon and a bismal performance on our TNGR (tuesday night girl ride).. i finally sat down with my coach and 0% and had a talk about a few things...

first of all we all agreed i've got quite the posterior chain.

for anyone who's ever walked/stood/sat/been in any existence behind me.. you'd know...

this ass is no joke.
and after a few years of crossfit, running and now biking...

its a powerful little (read: large) thing.

so WHY, exactly, does that not translate on the bike?!

.... GOOD QUESTION!

for one thing, i've never gotten off my bike and said "wow. my ass hurts".

nope. I MEAN NEVER.
my quads? hells yeah. my hamstrings!? sure..

but my ass... nope. nevah.

to this 0% sort of squinted at me like.. "really?!"... and then assured me.. "well when you learn how to use that thing.. we're all in trouble. nobody will be able to keep up."

.....YES!!!! finally, my derriere has a use!

all i had to do was figure out HOW to use it.

that, plus coach working with me on my timing and gear-shiftiness up hills...

well.
yesterday made for a HARD ride.

a hardy but a goody.

coach, 0%, massage guy and i all went out to ride THIS route:

and while i'd like to say it immediately clicked...

yahhhh.. not so much.

it took a lot of "shift down. shift down. SHIFT DOWN. spin up. spin up. SPIN UP" from my coach for me to finally realize i have a bit of stubborness issue with not wanting to shift down.

somehow i got in my head that i was being a pansy by dropping into my middle chain ring so i was forcing myself to mash up the hills.

ahhhhhh. it felt so good to NOT DO THAT ANYMORE!!!

i was able to get up the hill and not feel like i need a 5 minute time-out in order to recover.

THEN, once i had that under my belt... i worked on honing in on my ass.

and, judging from what it felt like going upstairs this morning to get dressed....
i do believe it worked!

i haven't worked that hard on a ride, i don't think... ever. especially to have such phenomenal results. as 0% put it...

"where's AJ?! you're not AJ. AJ rode on tuesday... who's THIS we're riding with!!"

and i'm not gunna lie... it felt goo-ood.

*so*
i have my work cut out for me.
i also know now, though, that i'm capable of riding, and riding HARD. we rode 30 miles yesterday in under 2 hours. that, for me, is a dream.

so the challenge is to repeat it.

which... i plan to do SOON.

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do you ever have something bad happen to you.. .or not to you, but.. something bad happens... and to "fix" it you latch onto some idea. some memorabilia. some thing...!?

some thing that brings you back to a time or a place. it helps you remember, takes you back in the past to a time where everything was good, and bright, and hopeful, and well.

today.. right now..

that's what i'm doing. in my mind, i've latched on to this "thing".

except i can't find it...

i can't find the thing and i'm starting to lose it a little.

......

my best friend in high school, and really ever since then...

her name was Stephanie Briley.

she played the clarinet in band with me... was a section leader in marching band, joined the lacrosse team the same time as me, and in general was just my girl. and i was hers.

she was 5'2, had bright red hair, and the kind of personality that no matter who you were... mister popularity, mister too-cool-for-school.. mister stoner, mister athlete...

WHOMEVER you were... you were her friend. she drew you in, made you laugh, listened when you needed an ear, and ...

had freckles.

she had a lot of freckles.

and she let me borrow her clothes.

and she remembered my birthday. and she let me bitch when i needed. and we met cute boys together, went out and drank together.... she held my hair back for me when i barfed at the comedy club and filled me in on all my antics the next day when i'd be too hung-over to remember.

she taught me how to be cool. she brought me out of the nerdy-dorky-smart-kid-club that sat at the front of the class and gave me an edge.

a lot of my edge that i still have, today. SHE gave that to me.

.... and now she's gone.

she died yesterday. quietly, at home in dallas with her family around her.

she'd suffered, and fought, a really hard, long year, and i guess finally it was just too much.

and she's gone.

and i can't find the thing.

i can't find the thing, that i need, to make all of this okay.

i can't find it.

i can't find it.

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ok first of all, yes. this is one of the most horrible pictures of me known to man.

i'm sorry but WHAT is going on with my hair? that's sticking out of my helmet? what is that?

and honestly... is THAT what my "be tough" face actually looks like? r-e-a-l-l-y!?

the above pic was taken out in lawrence this weekend at the IMKS 70.3 recon event put on by ENDURAcamps. at the time of the pic i'd been riding for about 1:30 and had just mouthed off to ProTriGuy... schloeggggggs!!! as i like to call him... about how he was showing off his mad bike skills by leaving me in his dust.

being the fun guy that he his, he turned around, had us make a "tough guy face" at the camera, and rode with me for a while.

quite clearly i couldn't stop laughing as i'm pretty sure i'm capable of looking tougher than that.

but ya never know.

AN-Y-WAY.
the day was a good one.

i arrived about an hour later than i'd hoped to and drove up to a completely full parking lot. from what i heard, there were over 100 athletes out there, so i definitely had those nervous-excited butterflies that you get when you roll up to an event like that.

it was AWESOME!

everyone was walking around, getting their bikes out, changing and re-changing clothes as the temperature rose.. i saw people i haven't seen in MONTHS because of the cold weather and it really felt like a homecoming of sorts, and the best ever way to start off the holy shit its finally warm enough to ride outside tri-season!

but m'kay. let's talk 70.3 bike course, shall we?! as i know that's what peeps wanna hear.

mostly, it can be summed up as... i dunno...

exhausting.

let me first tell you the negatives.

1.) no shade. none what-so-ever. absolutely zero.
2.) no matter what its gunna be windy, b/c youre biking over a lake at points. so... just be ready.
3.) half the hills appear out of nowhere. you're going across water and then BAM. flat and then BAM.

(either that or i was just really tired, so i felt like there was no prep. which is a definite possibility.)

now for the positives
1.) because everything is out and back, every hill you go UP, you will at some point go DOWN.
2.) um......

OH! i thought of one.

2.) because everything is out and back, you get to see people over and over and over. which is kinda fun.

(unless its over and over because they're that far ahead of you.. but still.)

so basically from what i can remember....

section one...
(from transition you get to the blue dot and turn right..)

BAM hill.
aaaaaaaaaawesome downhil.
sucky windy bridge over water.
BAM hill.
rollers.
good god will this never end?
turn around do it all in reverse.

section two...
(back to blue dot, turn right)
la-la-la.. not bad.
rollers.
la-la-la..
rollers.
turn around do it in reverse.

by FAR the best section.

section three
(back to intersection, turn right... )

ummm... this is where ProTriGuy decided to ride with me.
i was dying for breath, at my lactic threshold, not really thinking i could make it another mile...
and he was all... yadda-yadda-yadda-barely breaking a sweat-yadda.

i mean COME ON!!!

we then got to the hill and he shot off like a rocket and i crawled to a snails pace.

this section goes like this..

@$%&$!
fuck me two times.
weeeeeeeeeeeeee!!! down a huge hill.
immediately followed by the realization you're gunna have to go up it.
SHIT!
turn around, do it all in reverse.

but double the @#%$, cuz now you're more tired.

section four
(blue dot back to transition)

seriously longer than you remember it being coming out of transition. thats all i have to say about that.

and that's it!

its gunna be a HARD ass day, but having now ridden the entire course... i have good feelings about this.

scary, nervous, overwhelming feelings...

but good ones none-the-less.

so there ya go.

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oooooh holly holy.

my legs.

OOOOOOH my legs.

i can't remember the last time i felt quite this spent. but i do know its been a long, long time.

full IMKS 70.3 bike course recon-story to come tomorrow, but let me just say...

OOOH holly holy.
i can't right now fathom exactly how it is that i'm supposed to ride that course, and then run a half-marathon.

that's frackin dumb.

however i haven't ridden that well, that hard or that long... (and definitely not all three at once) ... in like...

ever.

sooo, yeah.

we've got about a month left. and i have two things to say...

1.) i've got my work cut out for me and
2.) ... i am so doing this thing!

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FUCK!!?!

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for those of you living in the KC area, training for IMKS 70.3 or just wanting a fun and social training day... i thought i'd mention that this weekend the co-race director and some fella's from ENDURAcamps (who also happen to be from KC MultiSport)... are conducting a little training weekend out there for us athlets and any and all peeps are invited...

(from their site)...
That's right, for anyone who wants to swim, ride or run the course we will be out there on May 4th. So don't sweat missing out on a pre race training opportunity, the guys at Kansas 70.3, EnduraCamps and everyone at GU Sports will take care of it. Here is what we are looking at:

08:00-09:00 Open water swim at the beach (you gotta pay the $5 fee)
08:00-08:20 Open water swim technique/strategy clinic on the beach. Totally optional.

09:00-12:00 Run and Bike course open for training. Race Directors from Kansas 70.3 will mark the course using same markers/signs as race day, they will also be at the event as they will love to hear your feedback. Our crew will have a SAG vehicle with pumps and tires available on the course- probably should pack your gear though just in case. We will also set up an aid station back in Transition area stocked with GU and GU2O as well as water and some snacks. Transition area will be marked off and we will post a person there to watch over the gear at all times(We are in no way responsible for you gear though).

09:00-09:30 (Optional) EnduraCamps will have a short clinic on racing your best 1/2 Ironman and basic pointers for the race.
12:00-12:30 (Optional) EnduraCamps will have a short clinic on racing your best 1/2 Ironman and basic pointers for the race.
We will repeat it for people that want to get straight to the bike or that might miss it.

You should be able to get plenty of good training in that day, so come out and join in. Best part? The price.....

Free

If you can email us and let us know your coming so that we can get our numbers inline, that would be great. info@enduracamps.comThis e-mail address is being protected from spam bots, you need JavaScript enabled to view it We will hold a drawing for those who give us a heads up and give away some Kansas 70.3 swag! We might even give away Tom Z's car to one lucky winner (maybe not).

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so thats the deelio. i'll be out there on the bike course all day. i plan to ride the ENTIRE thing, no matter HOW long it takes me, and hopefully live to tell about it!

so.. come one, come all, and happy training weekend to ya!

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