Ironman St. George 70.3 Part 1
With COVID-19 shutting down most of the racing for 2020, we were anxiously awaiting a return to racing for 2021 if the local authorities kept the races permitted. Thankfully, Utah is lightly populated and case loads were low enough for Ironman St. George 70.3 to kick off. This race is only held every other year and is the North American 70.3 Distance Championship. It also has a reputation for being one of the hardest races on the whole Ironman 70.3 circuit. Boulder Racing had six of us coming down to take on the challenge.
I had planned originally to drive down to St. George by myself as we all mostly had individual places to stay in a cluster of condos, but we realized that two of us were basically going to follow each other for the whole 10 hour drive. Brian and I decided to carpool together for the ride, which was a bit unexpected but worked out in the end. Once benefit was finding this gem of a stop in Grand Junction called Main Street Bagels. Quite a good breakfast bagel and cinnamon roll if you can get there for one!
After a long day in the car, we finally arrived at our places in the late afternoon. I had a sweet 1 BR condo at the St. George Rentals (www.stgeorgerentals.com) with this awesome view from my deck overlooking the large pool complex. After checking out the hotel, we headed over to athlete check-in in downtown St. George and got wrist bands, schwag bags, and formally registered for the race. After hitting the grocery store to get stocked up for the weekend, we hit the bed early in preparation for the next few days of chaos.
The next day we headed out to Sand Hallow (about 20 minutes out of town) where the swim portion takes place to take an easy opener ride and drop off our bikes at T1 for the swim to bike transition. It was also my first opportunity to test this projected cold water with a brief swim.
Here is a picture overlooking the swim area for the race. Historically, the swim has circle the island over my left shoulder, but for this year they had it just make a big horseshoe shape over my right shoulder.
This picture is from the dock looking out towards the swim. It was certainly a beautiful venue and the water was crystal clear. Daytime water temperatures were reading about 61 - 62 degrees F which is quite chilly, but with the warmer air it felt cool but surprisingly manageable. I would later come to realize after stripping out of my wetsuit, I left my racing kit on the beach. Three hours later I returned and amazingly found it still laying there on some rocks right where I left it! I thank God that there are still good people in this world and nobody took it.