Folsom Cyclebration 2013 (Troy)

Date/Location:	September 6-8, 2013 – Folsom, CA
Distances:	OMNIUM Fri – South Canal Time Trial –11.5mi Sat – Challenge Criterium – 35 min Sun – Road Bike Circuit Race - 40min
Place:	TT (Fri) – 3rd Crit (Sat) – 12th* C.R. (Sun) – 12th Overall (Omnium) - 5th* *unofficial results

Time-Trial 11.5mi

Last year I remember this 11mi effort sucking everything out of me before the finish.  I hadn’t even taken a water bottle thinking it would be over quickly.  This year I have a new respect for the 11mi.  I’ll focus on being calm and efficient, not pushing too hard going out, in order to have something for coming back into the wind.  I see Victory Velo teammates, Lance Loveday and Todd Allington finishing their efforts.  Todd says, “It’s a 10mph difference coming back, no kidding”.  I get a short warm-up in.  I get all my stretching done.  I’m in line for the start on time, unlike how I missed my start last year.  I’m focusing on God and hoping to be an encouragement to others.  If I keep my eyes on Him, I know whatever happens today, I’ll be happy with the effort.

It’s warm. Slight wind.  The start is on the South Canal near International St.  I have Heed on board.  Aero helmet.  And my longtime goal of 25mph (which I’ve never achieved).

Go!  Good start out of the gates (with someone holding my bike for me).  I’m off and soon up to 30mph.  That’s really exciting but I know I’ve got a tail wind and there’s a long 10mi left to go… so take it easy!  I’m trying to keep my legs light, the cadence up, and always thinking, “forward, forward..”  It’s a beautiful day along the canal and the this course is good.

There are 3 or 4 inclines to go over.  I try not to exert much more energy on them.. just loose a little speed and then ramp it back up on the descent.  I’m drinking at a rate to finish a large bottle by the time I’m done.  I’m happy with my average of 27mph, but I remember being really happy last year, too, on the way out.  I’m optimistic that I won’t lose much coming back (just like I was last year).  I see my 30sec guy ahead coming back slowly. 

Before I know it we’re already approaching the 180 turn.  My 1min guy, 30sec guy and myself all hit the turn at the same time.  One goes wide while I pass on the inside hugging the cone, and the next one I pass 100yds later.  Ok, 1/2 way done, been riding well, thank you, Lord, now it’s time to ignore the headwind and keep the efficient, light turn-over.

I’m happy to see I’m still maintaining  22 – 22.5 mph coming back.  I’m very happy with this.  Soon the tall guy in black with white compression socks flies by me.  I pick it up a little and use him as a goal.. to stay in sight.  I keep my head low and make sure my helmet shadow remains flat.  The guy in black gets far ahead and passes another guy.  That’s my 1:30 guy and I now use him as a goal.  The cool thing is that I’m at 25.2mph average!  I really think I can hold this.  But now the inclines approach.

The inclines seem harder coming back.  I stop looking at my average and increase the effort more and more.  I realize the wind may get even stronger towards the end.  But I feel optimistic, in control, and still comfortable enough.  I don’t know how my speed compares to last year but I feel I’ve paced much better.

Ok, 1 mi to go, it’s been a great effort and now I have to finish strong.  I’m not going to catch the 1:30 guy but still going to be a good time.  On the final bend, now able to see the finish tent, I ramp up the speed significantly.  My legs are spinning fast.  It’s working.. It doesn’t feel so bad.. just 200 more meters.. but now the muscles start screaming.. ow!.. with 100m to go I have to settle back down to the previous speed.. dying a little too soon.  I still stand and sprint the 50m for a good finish.

That last standing sprint took everything out of me.  Coasting down the path I can’t get enough air.. which is a flashback from last year.  It’s never that way at the end of a triathlon.  Fortunately I finally recover and slowly start making my lungs and legs happy.  Now I can smile big as it’s SO good to be done.  I stop and pray.  Thanks, Lord, for letting it go so well and allowing me the feeling that I gave all I had.

My time was 27:53 (24.7mph average) and I placed 3rd!  It was the first time for me getting a bike race medal.  I got to talk to the tall guy in black, Lee Piercy, for a while.  He is a British triathlete and duathlon champion.

Criterium Cat 5, 35min

I’ve done this course on Lake Forest Loop many times now.  But today they are going the opposite direction, counter-clockwise.  It took me about 3 times before I figured out the corners the previous direction, hopefully I’ll get them faster this time.  I got a good 5mi warm-up in riding to the start.  I rush to the start and realize I forgot to call Robin.  I borrow a spectator’s phone and get to connect with my loving wife before we start.

We’re off.  My strategy today is to sit in, now cover any attacks, because I know none of it amounts to anything until half way through.  Then I will look for them and also try to stay in the top 5 for the final turn to the finish.  A couple guys do go off the front but I hold myself back and the pack does, too.  It doesn’t amount to anything.  In fact, after that, there’s not much excitement at all.  Everyone is really hanging back.  I try to get the tempo going a little at the front, but this guy, James, who looks like a good rider keeps coming to the front and talking.  I can tell he’s trying to distract anyone from working hard so that he can keep it together for a sprint at the end.

After a few laps they announce a prime.  This will get the group going.  By 1/2 way around, I’m in good position at the front but it appears no one knows about the prime.  Suddenly a guy goes and I match him and then it’s all out.  Around the final turn and I’m actually gaining on him.  Wow!  I won a prime, another first, but now I’m hoping I can hang on to the pack that just flew by me… I’m gassed.

Ok, back together now and recovering.  But I keep finding myself outside of the pack pushing wind.  And not utilizing the corners well.  And just not knowing who to follow.  It’s just not feeling like a really smart race.. but I am really optimistic still about the finish. After that prime sprint and remembering the Winters sprint, I feel if I can get into that 5th position, I’ll do well and finish in the top 7 maybe!

They announce another prime!  This is now exciting Cat 5 racing.. never had primes offered before.  This time I’m midpack coming around and don’t have a change.  But I note the guy that wins and plan to stay behind him until the finish.  I try to stay near him but still keep losing my position.  Starting 1 lap to go, it’s really going fast and I’m stuck in the middle of the group.  I can’t seem to find my way around.  Heading towards the last corner I know I’m too far back but still am looking for every path around.  I head for the inside but get caught behind another rider in the turn.  About 15 back I jump an dig down deep… gotta give it everything I’ve got.. I know that even when it seems you’re not moving up.. if I keep pushing a lot can happen right before the line.  I catch a couple guys and finish about 12th.

I’m glad it was a safe race.. especially since there were some tight bunches in some corners.  But I didn’t get the strategy right and felt like I was out of position too many times.  Especially that last lap.  The prime was a great gift, though.. feeling what it’s like to cross the line first.  God is good.  Tomorrow I get a chance to refine my strategy.

Circuit Race, Cat 5, 40min

Robin and the girls are here to cheer me on :)  It’s a 2.5mi course with some tight corners and small undulations.  It all adds up to a more exciting race.  I thought a lot about strategy last night in bed.  This morning I’ve come to the conclusion that there is only so much I can do, especially without teammates, and that it is ultimately God’s will if I end up behind the right guys going into that final turn.  It’s a relief to be able to give it all to God.  I will try my best to study the top 5 and somehow to get near the front with them so that I can start the sprint with them.  I feel confident I can hold my place in the sprint.  If I can get a 5th place finish, it will really help my Omnium pts (overall placing for the 3 days).  But all I can do is try, the rest of up to God.

We pray before-hand and now we’re off!  Quickly the group settles into an easy pace.  James, the guy that talks to everyone at the front in an effort to slow the pace down, is at it again.  He’s a great sprinter and finished 2nd yesterday.  It’s funny, as soon as a couple guys push the pace, he works his way to the front and starts chatting, “So, where you guys from?  That last corner is a tough one isn’t it?”  And the pace slows back down :)

On the backside there are 2 hard rights, followed by a left-turn round-about and then 2 more hard rights.  Usually the pace slows right before as we dip down across the railroad tracks.  This is where I move up, dive into the first corner and lead out through all the turns.  Coming out of them I see the group is strung out and there’s about 5 guys that catch me quick.  On the next lap, they announce a prime for Omnium points!  Oh, I really want those!  I take the lead through the corners again, which forces the pack to spread out and sprint back up, while I’m able to get in with the top 5 guys going into the final corner.   I’m in 2nd, I take the corner tight while the lead guy clips a pedal and moves out wide.  It’s just me and I try to go for it at 200m.  I make it 1/2 way before 4 guys come sprinting up.  It’s close but one-by-one they pass until I cross in 4th, missing any prime points.  I’m exhausted from that but maybe we can get a group out front now..  nope, we all get back together.

That sprint for the prime was a confidence booster.  If I can get into the top 5 again at that last corner and this time follow someone until 100m to go, I can place well.  The next couple laps I continue to lead through the tight corners.  The guys at the front appreciate it and let me back into position each time where I rest the rest of the loop.

1 lap to go.  On the backside nothing is casual anymore.  A lot of changing positions.  I find myself getting swallowed up.  But I remember yesterday and am determined to work for the right position.  I rub someone's wheel ahead of me.  That’s the most dangerous thing to do, but I’m ok.  I find an opening and go down the right side, near the road edge.  This sets me up for the first tight corner and I dive into the gutter and take the lead.  But my rear wheel slipped in the process.  Strange.  With my small gap I go back and forth across the road to disrupt the chase and then hit the next corner hard.  Again my wheel slips worse!  It’s going flat!  Heading into the hard-left round-about I quickly way the alternatives: lean hard and possibly slide out, or go wide and loose my position.  I go wide.  But I’m not giving up.  I’m about 10 back with another hard corner.  I go wide again because the last thing I want to do is slide out and take everyone down around me.

I’m breathing hard catching up to the group. They going fast but it’s straight and I can still ride my soft tire.  I’m out of position, about 15 back.  If I can make the final turn without falling, I think I can still sprint.  Carefully around the corner.. and go, go, go!  It’s a long 200m sprint with no one’s wheel to get on.  Just like yesterday I start too far back and move up only a couple guys to about 12th.  But it was a MUCH better race for me.  I felt like I made my positions this time and was never stuck out in the wind without a purpose.  This time I’m completely happy with my effort and I know that it just wasn’t God’s will for the finish I imagined.  His will is always best so I’m excited for next time.

Thinking back to that last lap, when I took a desperate line to the front down the edge of the road, that was probably where I picked up the goat-head in my tire.  Another lesson to learn for next year :)

This was my last Cat 5 race.  Next year, I’ll try some races as Cat 4.  But the main focus will be Ironman training!  Lord willing.

Winters Road Race, Cat 5 35+ (Troy)

Date/Location:	August 24, 2013 – Winters, CA
Distances:	2 x 24loops
Place:	Cat 5 35+, 2nd

Robin & I drop the kids off with Charity and head to Winters (near Davis).  It’s a 2-loop, 48mi road race.  Mainly flat with some rolling hills and one significant climb each loop.  Last year I thought I would do well but got dropped on the hill on the 2nd loop.  A couple weeks ago I started riding more to prepare for this.  The key ride was Mosquito Ridge with Shayne Marshall.  Other rides were mainly commuting to work where I work on sprinting to make green lights.  However, work also picked up these last couple weeks so I feel very tired going into this race.

We see many of our Victory Velo team members.  Lance reminds me of the advice he gave me – sit in and don’t work the hill on the first loop.  Last year I pushed hard to summit first on the first loop just to practice for the 2nd loop where I would try to get away with a pack.  The “practice” turned out to be my demise.

Beforehand, Robin prays for us, for safety and to be a light for God.  This part really hits me.  “How will I help others think of God?  How can I show how thankful I am to the Lord for all He’s doing for me?”  I conclude that I will first just think about how grateful I am and the rest should overflow from that.  I think about how much I love Robin and hope she doesn’t get hurt before her big Ironman (bike racing is much more risky than triathlons).  I blow her a kiss.  I think about how comforted I am knowing the Lord is with me and that He always seems to protect me and calm me in these races.  I realize others might not feel that way, but be scared, so I talk to some of them and share what I know about the course.  A guy has his number on upside down and I’m glad for the opportunity to help.  As we start, I pray quietly, and then encourage everyone to have a great race.  Ever since Robin’s prayer I feel more grateful and more concerned with others.  Maybe that will help “be a light”.

We roll out neutral. The motor waves us to start but we continue at a slow pace. I talk to a guy (PJ) that is good friends with Lance Loveday (racing the 1-2-3’s today).  Another guy I’d talked to that is new to this course, starts setting a fast pace at the front.  I now move farther back to the middle.  After miles I feel like I should tell him to pull-off before he ruins his race, but maybe it’s his plan.  He finally comes back and I encourage him to rest. He says, “Just wanted to warm my legs up. They feel much better now”.

The goal is to move back.  You can end up in the front pulling if you don’t watch it.  I use things like drinking or checking my bike to move over and drift back.  It’s funny that in the beginning of the race you try to move back, but later you struggle to move up.

It’s goes perfect to the start of the canyons.  I’m in last and now need to slowly move up in case a lead group attacks on the climb.  Little by little.. At the feed zone I’m well aware that this is where I got dropped last year on my 2nd loop.  It makes me attentive to the group ahead.  I’m about 20 back in a tight group.  It gets a little steeper.  An abrupt move ahead causes the guy in front of me to go down.  This is first time I’ve ever been so close to crashing.  Fortunately we're going slow enough.  I hit the brakes, then hit his down bike, but instead of falling am able to put a foot down in the middle of the bodies.  Thanks, Lord.  While the downed rider continue to cuss out the other guy, I calmly get my bike to the outside and start up again while re-plays of Tour de France crashes go through my head where the riders’ new goal is just to get clear and going again.

I’m back on.  I don’t know how much commotion it caused behind me, just that I need to catch up quickly.  The group seems like it’s just ahead so I didn’t loose much time.  But now they’re pulling ahead and strung out.  I realize that I’m at risk of getting dropped on the first climb!  I move up rider-by-rider and finally get within the top 10 on the climb.  It’s hard.  I focus on breathing deeply, pushing steady, but also staying calm and not forcing it.  Pushing too hard and getting tense can take life out of the legs.. like last year.  Some move ahead and some come back.  I summit and calmly ride over the top, still trying not to exhaust myself.

I don’t know how many are ahead but I’ll try to catch some on the descent.  I remember this well.  It isn’t too hard.  I pass one, than another in the first sharp turn.  I’m focused on the turns and continue passing people.  I make the last hard right turn really well, onto the flat road.  Now I try to figure out where I am.  I push towards a guy ahead.. but find out he’s off the back of another group.  I’m surprised to realize I had passed everyone and am in the lead.  But I need to be back in the group.  Looking back, I see a pack and sit up to wait to join them.  They go flying by.. it must be the 1-2-3’s. I don’t recognize anyone in my group and they just ride much better than us.  I look back again and see another group.  This must be them… nope, another fast group that goes by.  Where’s my Cat 5’s?  Should I pedal harder?  Did they get neutralized or have trouble?  I’ll go a little harder but I know I don’t have the ability to go solo.  Finally a Strava guy catches me and tells me, “I’m in your group”.  Great, back together again.  We’re cruising along but much faster now.  Someone says, “come on, we’ve got a gap”.  Sure enough it’s just 6 of us.  We take turns pulling.  I work hard to get a rotating paceline going and encouraging each other.  It breaks down sometimes but basically it’s going well.  I feel good and am excited to be in a break with 6 guys that all want to work.  The motor comes up and tells us we have a good gap.  Alright!  Although we each have to work at the front, It’s nice to have a consistent pace without anyone attacking each other.  We come through the finish area and start the 2nd loop.  The pulls are tougher now into the wind.  The motor tells us we’re 1 minute ahead!  I encourage the group to do shorter pulls so the line keeps rotating and we stay protected from the wind.  I’m feeling fatigued now.  We hit the first rollers and I’m feeling it.  I suggest going easier on the hills and am sure we’ve got it made with such a large gap.

Then the motor tells us the split again.  “1:35?” I say.  “No,  :35!  They’re right behind you!”  Uh oh. Time to work again but I don’t know if we can do it.  I’m struggling and don’t pull through very fast anymore.  What if we get caught at the hill and I get dropped again?  Here I thought I had 6th place wrapped up.  The group is great and we stay together through the rollers and the Strava guy and the tall guy continue doing big pulls.  The motor tells us our lead is :55 at the start of the canyon.  Things are good again!

I’ve been making sure to drink a lot to help the legs from getting heavy.  I’m holding onto the back of my group.  The guys are pushing the climb pretty good.  At the feed zone where it gets steeper I work hard and can’t go any faster.  If it was the main pack here I would get dropped.  Fortunately our break is a little tired by now and they don’t pull away.  I realize the hard part of a break is the steady work but the good part is that on the climbs there’s less surges.

It’s gets steep and I go into my zone of breathing deep, spinning and not panicking.  2 guys fall off the back.  I’m grateful for their help in getting us away.  But this hill will do that.  I approach the top (thankfully) and the 3 guys ahead push quickly over to the descent.  I take my time to save energy and know that I can catch them on the descent.  Having finished the climb I’m really excited because this was the pivotal point and all we have to do is continue working together to the finish.  It looks like 4th place at the least!  Wow!  Of course anything can happen.

I pass the guys on the descent and we re-group on the flat.  Pacelining again.  We’re of the same mind.  Although sometimes a guy will attack our paceline a little, that’s ok because it gives reason to sit in and not pull through.  I finish my Heed and eat some Cliff Blocks.  Ok, I’ll be getting more energy soon, keep pushing.  As we make a big right turn someone says, “only 4 miles”.  Ah, music to my ears.  It was feeling like forever.  With a couple miles to go we stop pacelining.  I minimize time at the front.  I’m impressed with the other 3 guys.. they do a lot of pulling.  The tall guy stands a lot.  I’m pretty sure I’ll be last but happy with 4th.  At 1 km to go I’m in 3rd position, keeping an eye on each of us.  I move to 2nd and now wait for someone to attack.  At 200m the tall guy goes and I react quickly, stay with him and them come around in front to keep the Strava guy off me.  I’m sprinting and keeping my lead.  I can’t believe it.  I was sure they would blow by.  I dig deep, rocking my bike back and forth.  I see my water bottle shake loose and fly out.  I see the wheels staying behind me.  And then I hear fast wheels of the guy in back catching me and just beating me at the line.  But it didn’t matter, I was 2nd and held my own in the sprint for the first time ever.

I thought about my friend, Shayne, today because we had talked about how you have to keep trying and someday it may all work out perfectly.  Today was that day for me.  The crash may have helped spread the group out.  6 guys getting away after the first climb.  Working together so well.  Being able to catch up on the descent.  And then having good position going into the sprint.

Thanks, Lord, for a thrilling race, and the opportunity to know what it’s like to sprint for first.

Winters Road Race–Robin

Date/Location:	August 24, 2013 – Winters, CA
Distances:	2 x 24loops
Time:	40 Min
Place:	Women’s 4, 10th

Even though I’m coming into this race with a cold, I’m excited to see what I can do and get a good workout.  Troy and I start out on a warm-up but he has to turn back to fix his tire.  I continue on and get some time to spend time with the Lord.

We meet up again and we pray for safety and that we can be a light to others.

I’m the last group to go.  I line up with my group and chat with a gal, Angel, about triathlons and adventure races.  It’s time to go and as we roll of the line.  One of the girls goes straight instead of turning left.  I find myself on the front with Angel.  Oh dear, I didn’t plan this.  I wanted to let the pack pull me along in the beginning.  I think Angel is thinking the same thing so we purposely pedal “softly” and chat comfortably.  Eventually, a few girls go around and now I can settle back. 

This is an interesting group.  There a few chatty and vocal gals who seem to want to control the pack.  I try to pay no attention and let the pack pull me along.  We make it to feed zone without much drama except being neutralized to let a few packs of guys go by.  I move up towards the front of the pack now know that the climb will start to separate the group as it gets steeper.  I feel tired but am able to hang with them.  I hope to be able to stay close and have a good descent this time around…especially since I’ve been feeling more confident

The hill reaches it’s steepest point and the group really splits off.  I’m with the lead pack so I think I’m in good shape.  These gals are probably great decenders so I think I’m good.  As we start down the backside, I’m surprised that some of these girls are braking and slowing.  I find myself stuck behind a few girls and watch about 7 other girls take off.  Uh-oh!  When the road opens up I try my best to get moving and fly down. 

At the bottom, the seven gals have grouped up and are already pulling away.  I dig to try to catch them but I’m making no ground.  Another gal from the girl comes up and we work together.  Our efforts seem to be getting us no where but I tell her it’s worth trying.  Soon though a pack of 6 girls comes up.  One of the gals is the most chatty from the group.  She also has a teammate with her.  There is another pair of teammates.  One is in pigtails   The chatty gal gets us to start taking quick pulls to catch the group.  We make a good effort but the lead pack has completely disappeared. 

On the backside of the first loop, a motorcycle comes up and warns us that a group of guys is passing.  I’m in the front of the pull and make my way as far right as I can go.  I back off on the pedaling as they go by.  The girl in pigtails is behind me and tells me to keep pedaling. I’m pressured into doing it even though I’ve been told “neutralize” or hold up when a group passes.  Just then Lance Loveday goes by and shouts what sounds like “don’t work too hard”.  What to do?  I just try to continue pushing to please.  The guys finish the pass and I pull off. 

The chatty gal continues to push us to take turns pulling.  I’m feeling beat and purposely skip some pulls.  I think some other girls might be feeling the same but no one except for the chatty girl and pigtail are talking.

On our way to the climb, a motorcycle neutralizes us again.  The group of guys passes but the motorcycle continues to hold us back to create space.  I don’t understand why since those guys will naturally create their own space since they are faster.

We make it back to the feed zone and I grab a water bottle.  One of the girls takes off but I’m not worried.  She’ll need us on the backside of the course to get home so I let her go.  I’m with chatty gal and tell her not to worry. 

Even though I’m tired I am able to push the climb.  Once again, a group goes by just before the steep part.  Oh man!  They pass fast so I don’t have to slow up.  I make it over the top alone and fly down.  I’m definitely handling this descent better than last year but the tight corners intimidate me and I pull on the brakes a bit.

At the bottom, I see the girl that went ahead.  She’s all alone and waiting for us.  The chatty girl and another girl in white are with me.  We work together to catch the girl.  I try to communicate to push past the girl and try to go it alone.  As we make the pass, she stays on.  I feel bad for wanting to drop her.  It’s hard to be so self focused and always be thinking about “my” next move.

There are only 5 miles left!  I’ve already spent a lot of energy but I’m hoping I’ll have something left.  At this point everyone is looking to see what the other is going to do.  I see a pack of guys coming up and am relieved some of the other girls didn’t catch us.  But then I see that the chatty girl’s teammate and the pigtail gal were riding with them.  That’s not good cycling edicate (?) but I’m focusing on the end.

Only a mile to go!  I remember riding this part of the course this morning and I know what to expect.  I decide to start pushing and not leave it up to the last sprint.  I’m not feeling very confident in holding them off but I feel it’s worth the try.  1K to go!  I push harder and so does the girl in white and the girl who took off on the climb.  They pass me and I do all I can to hold them but they pull ahead. I hear chatty girl shouting “on your left, left, left”.  I’m confused.  I’m I doing something wrong?  I move right and she comes up on me…smooth move Robin!  I’m not going to make it that easy for her.  I dig down deep.  I hear Troy cheering as I give it my all.  I beat the chatty girl at the finish. 

Phew, that was tough!  I sure made a lot of mistakes out there but it was a good workout which is what I wanted.  Some day I need to figure out how to balance protecting myself and looking out for others.  Lord, thank you for sustaining me so that I could do this even with a sore throat and cough!

Run on the Sly 20 Mile Run (Robin)

Date/Location:	August 18, 2013 – Pollock Pines, CA
Distances:	20 Miles
Time:	3:12:58
Place:	1st
Teammates:	20 Miler – Bryan Hacker, Kristin Kolster, Rich Alesci, Tim Twietmeyer 1/2 Marathon – Mo Bartley 12K – Carolyn Goulding

As I pull up to the starting area, it’s already abuzz.  I say hi to Rich Alesci.  He’s running the 20 miler with me.  It looks like it’s going to be a good crowd and lots of pretty scenery.
I am a bit nervous this morning.  My first concern is having enough energy to run 10:30 pace on such a demanding course, and then follow it up with a training ride.  I’ve put in two hard rides over the last couple days so my legs are tired.  But Troy says if I race hard today I can cut some miles off my ride today.  That would be great! 
My other concern is mental toughness.  It wasn’t until last night that I realized the 20mi course here would take as long as a marathon!  I just didn’t think about the significance of that.  Ultimately, it’s in the hands of Jesus.  I trust He will work it out for good…whether it’s a fast or slow day.
I run into Carolyn from our Tuesday track workouts.  She’s doing her first trail run.  As I line up at the start, I see Rich and friend, Bryan Hacker, both doing the 20 miler as well.  I introduce Rich and Bryan and tell them that they will be great pacers for one another. The 50K runners and 20 milers start together.  The bibs are different shades of blue but it’s still easy to tell them apart.
Ready, set, go!  We start running uphill immediately.  I feel surprisingly good and comfortable!  I’m near two 50K gals and a 20 mile gal.  I see neighbor, Tim Twietmeyer, come up alongside and we chat for a bit.  Soon he takes off.  Not long after him, the 20 miler gal takes off, too.  Wow, she’s way out of my league!
Pretty soon the course levels out some and we are running on a nice, wide fire trail.  I smell smoke from the American fire 35mi away in Foresthill but it’s not too bad. 
Mile 1 and 2 is an 8:52 average.  It’s way too fast but I feel great.  I even have a fun conversation with another 50K gal who is a mom.  I know that I have to purposely pull back, though, so I let her go by.
Another gal goes by and I cannot see her bib.  I wonder what race she is in.  I’m either 2nd or 3rd woman at the moment.  That’s cool, but there are many miles to go!  I continue to feel great.  I hit the first aid station and grab a cup of Nuun.  As I leave, I hear a girl cheering for me.  I look and smile.  Although she looks familiar, I cannot place her.  I head down the road with my cup.  Then I realize I can’t drop it.  The announcer, and friend, Courtney Cardenas, had said “you pack it in, you pack it out!”.  I hold onto it for a mile until I see a volunteer monitoring the course.  I ask her if she would take it and she says yes.
Mile 3 and 4 is a 9:27 average.  Better, but still ahead of pace.  I don’t worry too much because I feel so comfortable.  I’m going to stick with this pace.  The smoke seems a little worse now.  Another runner and I joke about if this is what smoking is like.
Mile 5 and 6 is a 8:35 average.  So far it has mostly been gradual downhill terrain.  Later, of course, that will mean more uphill, ugh!  I’m surprised that I continue to feel so comfortable!   
I see the next aid station so I quickly take an Espresso Hammer Gel.  I stop briefly to drink some water, leave the cup, and resume running.  A guy passes me and proceeds to run straight off the course.  There are signs that clearly point left but maybe he’s a volunteer heading to his car?  Then I hear him say, “oops!” and realize that’s not the case.  I apologize to him for not saying something to help him sooner.
Suddenly the course goes down and it’s steep!  It’s rocky, too.  I struggle to move quickly.  I wish I could have my friend, Courtney Loveday’s, quick feet reflexes!  Soon I make it down and we start our journey around the lake.  I hear a runner behind me and try to keep moving so they won’t need to pass.  As the trail opens up again, she goes by and it’s a 20 mile gal in stripped compressions socks.
Mile 7 and 8 is an 8:59 average.  The trail along the lake is slightly rolling but it really feels flat coming from Auburn.  I catch back up to the compression sock gal and I can hear more runners behind.  The compression gal stops and let’s us all go by.  And a little further down the trail I ask the runner behind me if they want to pass.  I hear a gal’s voice say “okay” and she runs by.  She’s wearing a red shirt and glasses.  I’m not sure what race she’s in.  Maybe I’ll see her later?
Mile 9 and 10 is a 9:14 average.  I continue to feel good.  I get into a good rhythm and I pass another runner.  Soon, I hear “is that Robin?”.  I look up and see my buddy, Leonie Alesci.  “It’s me.”  She’s been waiting for her hubby, Rich, but she knows now that she’s missed him.  I tell her he’s got to be way ahead.  She tells me that I’m the 6th woman (for the 50K and 20 mile combined).  Pretty soon, there will be a turn off so I hope to know my actual place then.  Possibly 3rd or 4th…
I come up on a road and for a moment don’t know where to go.  Fortunately, a guy standing there tells me to go up the road.  After running up a bit, I see a little boy with his dad and he directs me down another trail.  I make it back on a trail.  I can see the turn off ahead along with aid.  Lots of folks are cheering here and it’s a nice boost.  I take my last Espresso gel and drink some water quickly.  Then I’m directed to the right and down another really steep hill.  I try to keep my feet light and get down as quick and safe as possible.  I’m relieved to get to the bottom.  I really could use some uphills instead of these descents!
Mile 11 and 12 is an 9:23 average.  Suddenly I find myself at a river crossing.  My shoes WILL be getting wet.  There are not enough rocks to avoid it!  I go for it and my feet get fully submerged.  We cross over and then, soon enough, cross right back over again. Was that really necessary?  My feet are soaking but it was a nice little ice bath I have to admit.
I wanted “up” and now I’m getting it.  The climb starts.  I look back as I ascend a switch back.  I see 3 girls right behind me.  Oh my!  I focus on driving my arms and leaning into the hill.  I come around a corner and the girl in red ahead of me is walking!  I pass her and tell her good job.  The trail flattens for a moment and the girl starts running again.  I continue pressing and we hit another climb.  Soon I don’t hear her foot steps.  I may be 2nd or 3rd right now.  Wow!
The trail comes back to the same road I crossed.  There are no helpers here and it seems a little dangerous not having someone directing traffic.  Fortunately there are few cars.  The trail flattens out again and we go through a campground on the lake.  Eventually we climb again.  This side of the lake is much hillier for sure!
Even though it’s getting harder, I still feel strong.  I am able to catch up to a few guys that are walking.  The hills in Auburn are relentless, but they sure help prepare me for days like these!
Mile 13 and 14 are a 10:04 average.  Hey I’m almost running my goal pace on these hills.  Wow, Jesus, I am amazed how you are making this race go so well!  Thank you!
Mile 15 and 16 are a 10:17 average.  The course continues to climb mostly and my legs continue to be able to respond!  I come back to the same aid station where the guy took the wrong turn.  I stop and a volunteer helps me fill up a flask full of Coke.  This was the plan for the last aid station.  I was so glad to have had Heed with me in 3 flasks.  I still have some left in one but the Coke should pull me the rest of the way.
I’m basically running back the same way I came out.  Lots of 1/2 Marathoners are heading towards me.  They started an hour after us.  One guy tells me I’m the 2nd woman.  If that’s the case, I’m a distant 2nd.  That 1st place gal must be very far ahead!
Mile 17 and 18 are 10:20.  I’m averaging under 9:30 for the entire race. Wow!  Thanks Jesus! 
I turn a corner and see that fast gal and she’s walking up the hill!  I am floored!  This seems so unreal.  I thought for sure I’d never see her.  Could I win this race?  I try to push that thought out of my mind.  My left knee is having some pain near my IT band.  This is an issue I’ve dealt with in the past.  Lord, I am content with any outcome.  I am so blessed to have even caught her.  I go by her and tell her good job. 
The trail levels out and then we are directed down a steep hill.  She passes me going down.  She looks like a gazelle.  I try to match her pace but my knee starts to scream at me.  I back off and try to get comfortable again.  It’s hard to watch her slip away.  On the other hand, I never thought I’d be here so there is nothing to be sad about.  Besides, anything can happen as the Lord just showed me.
Soon the trail levels out again and I get into a good groove.  Then I see my left shoe has come completely untied.  I try to run carefully so that I don’t trip myself.  Suddenly, I step a certain way and my knee screams really good this time.  I slow up and get comfortable again.
Mile 19 and 20 are an 8:36 average.  I can hear footsteps behind me and wonder if those other girls are catching up.  I slowly surge and put in one last push.  I know it’s less than a mile to go now.  I push harder and see the finish.  Go, go!  Just as I cross the line, two 1/2 marathoners fly by.  Those were the feet I heard.  It all worked out so great, Lord!  2nd woman!  I couldn’t have asked for any better!  Thank you!

Name	Race	Age Group	Place	Run Time
RICH ALESCI	20M	M30-39	4TH	2:54:57
BRYAN HACKER	20M	M50-59	1ST	2:55:39
TIM TWIETMEYER	20M	M50-59	3RD	2:57:06
ROBIN SOARES	20M	W30-39	1ST	3:12:58
KRISTIN KOLSTER	20M	W40-49	1ST	3:22:08
MO BARTLEY	1/2 MARA	W50-59	1ST	2:06:09
CAROLYN GOULDING	12K	W50-59	15TH	1:49:13

Folsom Long Course Triathlon

Date/Location:	August 11th, 2013 – Folsom, CA
Distances:	Swim 1.2m – Bike 56m – Run 1/2 Mara
Time:	5:12:21 (32:43-1:32-2:56:55- 1:39 – 1:39:32)
Place:	1st / 6
Teammates:	Olympic Distance: FCA TEAMMATES – Janell Peterson, Karen Nickel, Team Gutsy Tri (Courtney Cardenas, friend) Long Course: FCA TEAMMATES – Jenny Boakes (AquaBike); Dave Campbell

This is always a fun venue.  Ryan Coelho and his crew work hard to put this all together!  We are grateful for that and thankful that they encourage our teammates to come!

I’m coming off a week of training in Tahoe.  Thanks to Nana Sue and Papa Ray, the girls got to enjoy time at their house while Mommy got to train.  My friend Dave Campbell and I rode most of the Ironman Tahoe bike course on Wednesday.  We were both beat so we’ll see how we both feel today.  I get a 4 minute head start since I’m in the first wave (men & women, 39 and under).  Will I be able to hold him off?

Troy leads the FCA Endurance Pre-Race Prayer.  He does a great job and reminds me to look for the opportunities to help others and glorify Jesus.  We pray as a group and get our minds really set in the right place.  The prayer that sticks out to me was gratitude for having the ability to do this.

Time to get in the water and get ready to go!  The water is surprisingly chilly but this is good practice for Ironman!  I get in a quick warm-up and then it’s to the deep water start.  We’ll be swimming into the sun for at least a third of the distance.  I just hope I can find a good draft to get through that first part.  That will also help with a better time, too.  It’s a nice change to be starting with guys, too.  That should speed things up!  My goggles are fogging up and I’ve accidentally made some smears on the front with my sportslick anti-chaffing gel.  I put a tiny bit of water on each side to create a windshield wiper effect.

THE SWIM 1.2 Miles

Ready, set, go!  It’s super hard to see anything ahead but I am surrounded by other swimmers so I must be fine.  After a few minutes, I settle behind a few swimmers.  It goes well for a time and then they slow down.  I surge ahead to catch up to some others.  By the time I reach the first turn buoy, I’m really close.

I focus using my arms to propel me by pulling the water with more power.  I catch the swimmers at the next buoy…yeah!  I latch on and get a nice ride towards the final buoy.  This group slows, too, so I make another surge to catch 2 more swimmers.

I round the final buoy and push hard.  I catch up to the 2 swimmers.  One of them heads off to the right and I let her go.  I stick with the other and let her pull me home.  I come out of the water and pull off the side to get my wetsuit off.  It actually comes right off once I push it down and kick it off.  Thanks Lord!  I glance at my watch and it looks like I did a 32 minute swim.  Yeah!

THE BIKE – 56 Miles

I get to my bike and put on my light jacket. I probably won’t need it but I want to be comfortable today.  I make a decent transition despite the extra work involved.  I wave to Troy and then to Sandy, Dave’s daughter, on the way out.

As I get out on Folsom Blvd, I realize that Troy and I never discussed a goal for the bike.  I decide to try to do my plan that didn’t work out on the first loop of the Full Vineman: average 19.2 (sub 3 hours).  I didn’t taper much for this race. It will be interesting to see what happens!

Mile 5.  I’ve passed 3 girls and there are no others in sight. I wonder if the course is like last year.  I didn’t even look at the map and so I have no idea where we are going.  This is definitely poor preparation on my part! 

Mile 10.  Once I get to El Dorado Hills, we turn right and take a long winding road.  Oh, yeah, this is going to be a one loop course…. great!  Even though the roads so far are rolling hills that wear me out, it’s a nice change.

More guys are passing me now and I’m anticipating some women are coming…and Dave, too!  I’m almost averaging 19mph.  Yeah!  Thanks Jesus!

Mile 15.  I see an aid station and it’s staffed by one girl.  I come in close to grab water but don’t fully commit.  The bottle drops…ugh!  It’s okay, I’ll live.  A few minutes later the sag wagon pulls up next to me.  The guy is holding out a water bottle…wow!  I look ahead but lean in close and stretch my hand out. I feel the bottle and grab on tight!  “Thank you!”  I actually got it, phew!  Lord, you are watching over me!

A girl in a pink Hammer Nutrition jersey passes me.  She is strong!  After pulling back and surging, I pass her back.  It’s short lived and she takes off and pulls away.

Mile 20.  My average is still hovering near 19mph.  I am enjoying this change of scenery despite the continued rollers.  A few more guys have passed.  One that passes catches my eye because he’s really moving!  I put my head down and look up again.  Whoa, he’s a challenged athlete that has a prosthetic left leg.  I am in awe!  Thanks for the inspiration.  Just awesome!

Mile 25.  We eventually turn on Jackson Road.  This is much flatter…yeah!  My average starts to improve. 

Mile 35.  I’m pretty much at 19.2 mph.  Thanks Lord!  This is awesome!  I am still getting passed by guys and I am tempted to get bummed out because I just cannot push the flats as well.  I feel the Lord reminding me to be content and focus on the goal being met!

I get some water successfully at the next aid station.  There were 3 people at this one but fortunately I didn’t need back-up help.   I got the first bottle I reached for!

Mile 40.  The flats are great but I am looking forward to a change of scenery again since I’ve been on this road for over 12 miles.  I see a guy walking his bike ahead.  I get poised to slow down.  I lost my tool bag at Vineman and have my gear in my Bento box up front this time.  The easy access is nice!  Before I get the chance to stop, another guy pulls over and helps.  Wow, that’s awesome!  It’s so good to see others helping out here!

Mile 45.  We turn on the Folsom Canal Trail.  Ah, this is the time trial road I’ve ridden the last few years at the Folsom Cyclebration Festival.  There is added pressure to make this really count.  I see a guy up ahead pulled over on the side of the road.  I pull over and ask him if he needs something.  He has a slow leak and could use a patch kit and an extra CO2 cartridge.  I hand him both and check to make sure he can take it from here.  He’s good so I head out with a “God Bless”.  During my stop, I noticed the other guy that stopped to help someone passed me.

Mile 50.  A few more miles down the road, there is another rider with a flat.  Before I could stop that other guy is back in action and stops again.  I pass by and tell him “great job helping!”.  I wish I could see his race number so that I can have Nick Tuttle talk him up.

As we continue down this canal road, I’m amazed how far it goes!  I had no idea it kept going even after crossing a few roads.  It’s all well marked and the hazards such as old railroad tracks are covered with carpet.  Very nice!  My average is over 19.2!  Yes!  I’m going to go under 3 hours!

The guy I helped goes by and tells me that he figured out the problem and didn’t need my stuff.  That’s great news to hear.  I tell him to go for it and he flies off.

Mile 55.  We turn off the canal right before Lake Natomas.  Wow, this was a great stretch of road that kept us away from cars and very safe.  I am excited to get off this bike.  I am tired and my bottom is sore but I don’t have any hamstring or hip-flexor issues this time.  Thank you Lord!  I’m almost 4 minutes under 3 hours!

THE RUN – 13.1 Miles

I run into transition and hear people like Flor Hodges and Troy cheering for me.  It’s all a blur as I take off my jacket and get my running shoes on.  It seems like a good transition and then I’m off again.  As I exit, I see a u-turn arrow for the long course.  Oh yeah, it’s a double out-n-back.  Although it’s not good not knowing the course, at least it has kept my mind wondering what the next surprise will be.

So far there is no Dave but I know his specialty is the run and I cannot think of a time I’ve ever beat him in any run.  We’ll see what happens. 

As I run towards mile 1, my Espresso Hammer Gel falls out of my pocket.  I hesitate but go back for it.  I might need that caffeine soon so I don’t want to waste it!  It’s hard to get going again physically and mentally.  Once I see some runners in the near distance, I perk up.  I wonder how many girls are ahead of me.

Mile 1 is 7:41.  Good start!  I soon get into a better rhythm and actually feel smooth.  I see an FCA teammate Rosie cheering.  I give her a high five as I go by.

Mile 2 is 7:21.  Better.  I see the pink Hammer gal and catch her.  We encourage one another as I go by.  I see two girls coming back already.  One is wearing running shorts…relay?  Hum,  wonder if they are the leaders.

I see FCA and Tuesday night track teammate, Janell.  We high five each other.  Soon, I see three more gals flying: one is has a Facebook jersey and another has a Team Sheeper jersey.  Maybe they are 3rd to 5th.  I could be in 6th right now!  I take my Hammer Gel and hope for a boost.

Mile 3 is 7:24.  The turn around is ahead and now I’ll get a good look at where Dave is at.  There he is!  He’s probably a mile behind at the moment but he looks strong.  We smile and I jokingly say “I’m doomed”.  The excitement of trying to hold him off does make me get going. 

Mile 4 is 7:29.  Getting hard now!  This bike trail is rolling and it definitely breaks up the rhythm!  I miss water at the next aid station because the volunteer just gave out his water cup to someone else. No bother, I’ll be good.

Mile 5 is 7:22.  Better!  I pass Janell going back and encourage her.

Mile 6 is 7:11 at the u-turn.  Alright!  Thank you Lord!  Soon I see Dave smiling.  He looks great and has definitely closed the gap.

I pull my Clif Blocks out of my pocket and get ready to have some.  Sure enough, I drop it at just about the same spot as my gel.  Again, I go back.  I struggle to get moving again and I even hear myself say “just slow down, you won’t beat Dave anyway”.  It’s a trick of the mind!  I get going again.

Mile 7 is 7:17.  I pass one of those gals.  5th place?  I’m still in the hunt!  I can maybe catch those other 2 girls!  I look at my watch and start to calculate my finish time.  I could go under 1:38 for the 1/2 marathon!  I could go under 5:10 for the whole race!

Mile 8 is 7:32.  Boy these rollers are tough!  I see those 2 gals coming back.  Wow, no way I can catch them!  There is still a chance they could be relay!

Mile 9 is 7:22.  I see the Facebook girl and she looks great!  She’s smiling and seems to be floating along!  The Team Sheeper girl comes along a bit later and is starting to look tired.  Maybe I can get her?

Mile 10 is 7:34.  I make it to the turn around and look for Dave.  He’s closer this time but he’s not smiling as much.  Oh man, maybe I can hold him off.

Mile 11 is 7:22.  As I look at my watch I can see that my time goals are going to be close but probably just out of reach.  Gotta always keep trying though…”you never know” as Troy and I  like to say. 

Mile 12 is 7:35.  I have yet to see the Team Sheeper gal.  Don’t get discouraged, keep trying!  My time goals are starting to tick away.  I thank Jesus for what I have been able to accomplish today!

Mile 13 is 7:22.  I turn a corner and see the Team Sheeper gal!  She’s too far ahead to catch but I’m not going to let up anyway.  This way I’ll get to finish with Anna with no problem.  I finally make it to the last turn and see Anna getting her shoes on.  She gets them on right in time and jumps up to grab my hand.  We finish together with big smiles.  I bend down to hug her and praise Jesus.

Just a few moments later, Dave finishes with a great kick.  I held him off on the course but he still beat my time.  “Great job Dave!”

Name	Race	Time	Age Group	Place	Swim	Bike	Run
DAVE CAMPBELL	LC	5:11:16	M55-59	1st	33:18	2:58:54	1:36:06
ROBIN SOARES	LC	5:12:21	W35-39	1st	32:43	2:56:55	1:39:32
JENNY BOAKES	LC AQUA	3:50:29	WAQUA	2nd	35:59	3:50:29	NA
GUTZY TRI - COURTNEY CARDENDAS & FRIEND	OLY	2:31:32	RELAY	2ND	26:37	1:13:52	48:12
KAREN NICKEL	OLY	2:47:37	W30-35	5TH	35:56	1:20:55	47:15
JANELL PETERSON	OLY	3:44:21	W45-49	4th	41:14	1:38:11	1:16:46

TBF Tri for Real–Troy

Date/Location:	8/4/13, Rancho Seco Park, Herald, Ca.
Distances:	Swim 1.5k – Bike 40k – Run 10k
Time:	2:09:00 (23:17 – 1:25 – 1:01:49 – 1:03 – 41:26)
Place:	1st / 10
Teammates:	Dave Campbell, Rich Kane

2:09:00 (0:23:17 - 1:25 - 1:01:49 - 1:03 - 41:26) 

It’s great waking up a 1/4 mi from the race start.  But the loud teens running around at 2am was not such a benefit.  We all emerge from our tents in the Rancho Seco camp site with the ever-present nuclear cooling towers looming in the distance.  And Robin’s parents, Jan and Jerry, are here, too.

Anna & I get ready and show up early to transition.  We get spots pretty close to each other and then go for a run together back to the tent for breakfast.  Now for a bike warm-up.. although it’s getting close to start time and Anna’s a little concerned.  But we get down to the water in good time and all anxiously wait to watch Anna do her kid’s triathlon.

After proudly watching Anna get through both transitions, I hustle to my own swim start, knowing I’ll miss her running but that she’ll do great anyway.  I don’t get much of a swim warm-up in after I realize I’m in the 2nd wave.  I see Rich and a few others I know.  They’re all in yellow while I stand out in a wrong-colored red swim cap. Oh well.  Our field is small.

Go!  I haven’t swam much lately but the last one went well so I go for it and jump on a fast swimmers draft soon into it.  I hang on.. and then find another… all the way to the buoy.. and then can hang no longer.  It suddenly gets very hard and I have to settle for going at my own pace.  Directly into the sun but thankfully I still make out a shade of orange whenever I sight which keeps me on track.  Although alone, I’m focusing on form, and happily feel like I’m swimming pretty well.  I lost the pack so might be slow, but my feet are close together and I’m gliding along so I can’t be too slow.

I’m so glad to make the final turn out of the sun.  Almost there, gotta push as hard as I can.  These arms won’t be used anymore after this so use them up!  1/2 way there and another swimming is coming up on me.  I give it all I’ve got and finally touch the bottom.  It’s a long “wade” to the shore.  I try to high-step as much as possible.  Once out, my great 2nd-hand wetsuit from Patty at www.wetsuitrentals.com comes right off and I’m running up the chute. This Aquaman wetsuit has been the best I’ve had throughout my years racing.  Ariel and Anna are cheering. Anna says I’m the first one in my group (but that’s because I’m the only red cap!)  23:17 – good time.

A quick transition (1:25) and I’m off on the bike.  Ok, this is where it counts.  My run has been slower lately so I need to make up for it here. The roads are re-paved and smooth. There’s a tailwind going out.. gotta make the most of it. I think my previous average here was 23 so I work to maintain 24 going out.  I work hard to keep gaining on other bikes in the distance.  I’m boosted by the high speeds I see, but then I look to the swaying reeds along the road to be reminded of the tail wind helping.  A tail wind not only pushes you along, but makes it quiet and peaceful.  Wind in your face is always distracting.  I love the sound of purring wheels and gears shifting.

I encourage riders as I go by. Now I see them coming back and start counting.  I make the turn-around in 10th place.  I’ve been preparing mentally for the headwind the whole way so now when I head back I’m ready to not let it bother me.  Just have to keep pushing like it’s not there and maintain 22mph.  It’s working. Thanks, Lord!  I make quick work catching the next guy.  And soon reel in another.  I cheer for Dave and other friends going out.  I remember seeing Robin going out last year when she was doing it with me.  But this year it didn’t fit into the Ironman plan.

I’m happily surprised that I’m keeping a good speed on the small hills and then getting into a good rhythm on the flats.  The cooling towers come into view. I pass 1 more guy, and encourage him, before the turn. It’s just a short gradual climb into the park. Speed is at 23.2..  gotta keep it above 23!  Over the speed bumps I keep the pace and come sailing into transition.  Wow, that was a good ride!  1:01:49 – 23.1mph

I hear Anna, Ariel, Jan & Jerry and Robin cheering.  It’s so uplifting and helpful to have your family excited to watch you race.  It picks me up and sends me dashing out onto the run course. (1:03 T2)

On the run.  Although I’ve been slower at the track lately, I’m often surprised how fast I can go at a race.  I feel much better right now than even on the track.  But I might not have the endurance to last.  Just gotta push early and see what happens.  The first 2 miles are on rolling fire road.  The temperature has been perfect today, but I could still use some cooling.  I splash water in my face, eat a Hammer Gel, and drink a cup.

I’m over 2 min behind the guy in front when I hit the street.  He might be the 1st guy in my age group so I focus on steadily moving up.  The next mile on the road is an out-n-back.  At the turn-around I’m surprised to see 3 guys behind me!  Within a minute.  Ok, forget about the guy ahead, the race is behind me!  I try to pick it up.

The next 2 miles are on the trail.  A racer is 15 secs behind me.  I’ll use the tricky, narrow path to my advantage, constantly looking ahead and smoothly keeping my speed through each corner.  I think it’s working, I don’t see him as close.  I take water at each aid station.  I can feel my energy levels depleting and the legs tightening.  Just a little longer.. just gotta get back on the fire road.

On the fire road!  I look back.  No sign of him.  But I’m still racing against Dave Campbell.  He’s 10yrs older but we still compete against each other’s times.  I need a fast run to beat him and I think I can do it today.  1 mile to go.  I take Gatorade.  I’m tired.  I focus on keeping the pace while smiling and encouraging the others heading out, many of them cheering for me.

Ahh! Into the park area.  The final stretch on the grass.  It feels so good to almost be done.  There’s Ariel.  She’s all smiles and ready to run.  Daddy and Daughter run down the finish line.  Whew!  We stop and pray, thanking the Lord for a great race and being able to run together! 41:26  (Dave beat me by 1:10!)

It was exciting to win my age group.  But humbling to see that the next 50-54 age group was more competitive.  Gotta keep training.. it’s not going to get easier.

Name	Time	Age Group	Place	Swim	Bike	Run
GOLD COUNTRY TRI CLUB RELAY Maria Hodges (FCA Teammate)	2:05:28	Coed Relay	1st (4th OA)	23:45 (Maria)	1:00:35	41:08
TROY SOARES	2:09:00	M45-49	1st	23:17	1:04:17	41:26
DAVE CAMPBELL	2:10:28	M55-59	1st	23:22	1:08:09	40:16
RICH KANE	2:15:54	M40-44	2nd	23:51	1:08:29	43:34

TBF Kid’s Triathlon (Anna)

Date/Location:	8/4/13, Rancho Seco Park, Herald, Ca.
Distances:	Swim 50meters – Bike 4m – Run 1m
Time:	32:06
Place:	2nd/7 – Age 8 Girls

I’m excited about my race this morning.  I’m glad Dad is doing it with me.  I put my gear (like goggles, race numbers, and baby powder) in a backpack and we both ride out bikes to the race.  We take a short cut.

I find a spot I like and make sure I know where the bike-out and run-out are. This is a good spot.  I try to rack my bike like others, but it’s not too steady.  Dad says to just use the kickstand.

I run now to warm up.  We run across the parking lot, down the grass, and along the road all the way to our camp site.. where mom has oatmeal ready!  The I run back, while Dad goes a different way.  We both get back at the same time.  I think I should go to the swim but Dad says I should ride my bike first.  Ok, that’s done, now down to the water.

Ah, this is going to be fun.  It’s a little cold so I just wade and wait for the older swimmers to finish.  It’s our turn now.  I look to Dad and he says I’m in good position.  When the countdown gets down to 5, I get in position… and then it’s time to go!

Other swimmers are blocking my way but I know I can do this.  I just move a little to the right and then it’s all good.  Around the buoy and to the shore.  Swim went ok.  It was easy.  I think, “I just have 2 more things to do”
I run to my bike and pull my bike shorts on over my swimsuit but it’s not working well.  I look to Dad and he says forget it so I just put my shoes on and go.  This is the fun part!  We’re going across a bridge.  It’s really long.  I wonder when we’ll get over it but finally we are.  We turn around and go over it again.  When we get back I think, “Yippee, we’re done!”

I get off my bike but then they say, “No yet, keep going”.  A little farther, then I get off.  I find my spot and take off my helmet.

Now the run!  I think, “This will be easy!”  But I forgot about the big hill!  It’s right in the middle.  And then there’s another one near the end.  I have no more breath left.  Good thing I’m almost done. Whew!  There’s a girl next to me so we race each other.  I don’t want her to pass.  Then I finish.


They call me up for an award.  I got 2nd.  I shake hands with 2 of the other girls.  It’s a nice award.  I had a lot of fun.