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      This is our first time to the Folsom International 
      Triathlon (FIT). The run is 10k, a few miles farther than the run at the 
      Lake of the Pines Triathlon last week. I still don't know what's wrong 
      with my foot so instead of pushing it farther we decide to do today's race 
      as a TeamSoares relay! Robin has been ramping up her running since Ariel 
      was born and is ready to go 6.2 miles. I will do the swim and the bike. 
      This will be fun! 
       
      
      
      
The 
      race starts at Nimbus Flats, on the American River near Folsom. It's a 
      beautiful spot and the water is cool and refreshing. We arrive a little 
      late at 6:15 for the 7am start and the still-partially-dark transition 
      area is practically full. I walk the racks until I see our friends Dave 
      Campbell and Carrie Chavez. And there's a open spot on the rack.. but the 
      gear is spread out across both spots. I ask, "Which side are you on?". The 
      woman turns to her friend, "Karen, someone's trying to take our spot." I 
      explain that I'm just asking which side is open but Karen is adamant, 
      "What
 
      does it matter? There's no room. We got here at 5:30 to get this spot." I 
      quickly remember that this is a ministry for us. It's Sunday morning. I'm 
      not in church but I should always act like I am. "Ok, have a nice race you 
      guys" and I head off and find a spot up against the fence which works out 
      perfectly for our transition with Ariel. Anna is with Aunt Tracy (my 
      sister) and Ariel will be in the buggy along the fence when I hand off to 
      Robin for the run. 
       
      
      I warm up on the bike looking for the course. I see a 
      woman biking who looks like she knows it well. "Is this the bike course?" 
      "Sure is" she says. I follow and start chatting about the race. Then I 
      pull away and continue on and on along the narrow American River bike 
      path. Where's the big Folsom Blvd? I keep going and going thinking, "This 
      twisting path is going to be crazy with 300 athletes!" Finally, I end up 
      in downtown Folsom 5mi. away. I find my way to the boulevard and 
      time-trial it back to the race still wondering where the course is. I stop 
      at a gas station for the bathroom and tell the guy a big race will be 
      going by soon. He had no idea and was excited to have a race to watch. As 
      I continue on I finally see the cones for the course. I was wrong all 
      along and the gas station guy isn't going to see any bikes. I figured out 
      that the woman I followed was biking the run course instead. Indeed, when 
      I asked her if we were on the bike course, we were, but for only a 100 yds. 
      where I continued following her instead of turning onto the street. So 
      anyway I got a good 10mi warm-up in and even though I'm the last one out 
      of the transition area, I'm in the last wave and still have plenty of 
      time. 
       
      
      Robin and I talk about strategy. I'm going to go as 
      fast as I can, and she's going to try and beat 9 min pace on the run. We 
      stretch with Ariel and talk to Andrea from the Bay Area who has done more 
      triathlons than most people even know of. Also here is our training 
      partner, 
      
      
Dave 
      Campbell, who is always one of the top finishes but is up against a 
      stellar 50+ crowd today including legendary Steve Chavez who wins almost 
      anything he enters. Steve's wife, Carrie, is a really inspirational racer. 
      She has spoken at many Iron Prayer services and it's clear that Christ is 
      working in her life a lot. She has some amazing experiences so if you get 
      a chance, go on a ride and chat with her, you'll have a great week after 
      that! 
       
      
      Brad Kearns is announcing and is funny as ever. He 
      talks about the cold water but I get in for a 5 min warm-up and it's not 
      bad at all. I get a good little burn in my arms and Robin helps me stretch 
      them out. It's almost 8am and my wave is finally up. Robin and I pray for 
      the race and then I'm ready to go. 
       
      
      
      
Go! 
      I start next to Tom and his wife, swimmers from Santa Clara Swim Center 
      where I used to train. But soon they leave me in the dust. I hang on to 
      some drafts till the first buoy but then I'm on my own. The course is a 
      wonderful straight-legged triangle. The water is perfect! It's refreshing 
      and I feel great. I'm focussing on every little detail to get more speed 
      out of my stroke. Pointing toes, quick arms, deep breaths. I'm swimming 
      very straight and no one is in the way. I sprint for the shore, make a 
      good exit, and the wetsuit comes off perfectly… 1 – 2 – 3 – kick – kick. I 
      get some applause and rush to the bike. 
       
      
      
      
I 
      say by to Robin and head off in hopes of getting one of the top bike 
      splits. I forgot my aero water bottle bands to rely on the regular old 
      bottles. It's heating up and I'm already having to drink a lot. The course 
      is great.. flats and gradual climbs for 10 mi to the turn-around. The 
      roads are smooth and open. It could be a fast course for the foothills. 
      After a while I see Carrie Chavez up ahead. I tell her, as I often do, 
      that she's an inspriation and that God is working in her life. She agrees 
      with a smile and I continue on. Then I see a woman with bike problems. I 
      ask her what she needs, hoping for the usual response, "nothing, thanks." 
      but she says, "A tube". I look ahead at the open road calling for me to 
      record a blazing bike split, but quickly realize that my main goal was to 
      follow God's lead today and He was leading me to stop, just like Robin did 
      in the Hawaii Ironman. I hit the brakes. Carrie zooms by, "Do you know 
      her?". I don’t but I do know there's nothing but farmland out here and 
      there's not going to be any bike support to come help her. "You should 
      keep going", the woman says. I give her my tube, inflator and
 
      2 cartridges and ask, "Do you know how to work it?". "I'll figure it out. 
      What's your race number?" I say, "Just give it to the race director" and 
      take off. I'm pumped up to get my great bike split anyway. I'm not 
      concerned that I don't have any flat repair tools anymore. I feel like 
      I'll be fine. I see Carrie up ahead stopping and trying to raise her 
      saddle height. I realize the only tool I have left is an allen wrench used 
      for raising saddle heights. I slow down and tell Carrie but she says her 
      saddle needs 2 wrenches so I'm not able to help. I've had that happen to 
      me and it hurts the knees trying to ride with a seat that keeps dropping. 
      I tell her I'll pray for her ride and take off again. I pass a woman in 
      blue for the 3rd time now and tell her she's doing a good job. Later it 
      turned out to be a friend of ours, Tina Lount-Pretre. I push to the 
      turn-around and get excited that it's all down hill now! I see Carrie 
      going the other way, not far behind. After a few miles we turn down 
      another out-n-back and again I see Carrie not far behind! Amazing, it 
      looks like she's keeping pace with me! I give it all I've got on the way 
      back, really making good time up the rollers. I keep thinking about the 
      memorable CaliforniaMan Relay I did with David Ridder and Paul Cousineau. 
      I think this is part of the bike course he rode, racking up the fastest 
      split of the day. I'm focusiing on spinning with strength. I don't need to 
      save up so give it everything. I finish all my fluids and am still 
      thirsty. But I'm need the transition. I make a great dismount and run to 
      Robin. 
       
      
      Robin almost forgets to take the timing chip but she 
      gets it on quick and gone in a flash. I get to play with Ariel and even go 
      for a little jog with her. Feels great to be done. Robin will do great. 
      I'm so proud of how well she's trained up so quickly. 
       
      
      I'm off! I have no idea what to expect today. It's been 
      a LONG time since I've run fast. Troy has had a great day and I don't want 
      to get us behind on my leg. This course is flat unlike home so I hope that 
      helps me to get my goal pace. Unfortunately I'm already thinking about a 
      possible bathroom break and I hear there's no bathrooms on the course!
      
       
      
      Today, I feel the Lord leading me to encourage people 
      around me. I'm running out with a girl that is struggling to put on her 
      race belt. I ask her if she needs help but she's able to get it on. She 
      breathes a sigh of relief and I tell that's she's set now. Where are we 
      going? I remember the online map showed the course going over to the other 
      side of the lake but we are staying on the same side. Oh well, it's nicer 
      over here anyway. I look down at my Garmin and see that I'm running just 
      under 8 min pace. Is that right?! I start dreaming of holding this pace 
      through the whole run. Soon reality hits and it doesn’t feel quite as 
      comfortable. My same old hamstring discomfort is still there. And, wow, 
      it's warm out here! I hit a little hill and it's feels hard to get up it. 
      What's up with that! I've been running Auburn hills and it doesn't seem to 
      make these little guys any easier! I haven't gone a mile yet and I'm 
      already totally thirsty and hungry. Okay, it's all good! Mile 1 is 8:10 
      with a 156 hra (heart rate average). Not bad! 
       
      
      
      
As 
      I head further out towards the turn-round I see a lot of guys and a few 
      gals coming back. I cheer for them and tell them they are almost done. I 
      see the studly Steve Chavez going home and tell him he looks awesome! I 
      get some water finally and it's nice and cold. Mile 2 is 8:19 with a 160 
      hra. The course is getting more crowded as people catch up to me and as I 
      approach the turn around. I'm uncomfortable but I force myself to say 
      "alright", "way to go", "go" and clap. I remind myself that labor was way 
      harder than this. Here comes Dave Campbell! I cheer loud for him and he 
      whizzes by. I admire all the hard work he puts into getting to these 
      races. 
       
      
      Mile 3 is 8:31 with a159 hra. I'm seeing a lot of 
      strong women out there. I admire the effort they're putting out there! I 
      finally make the turn around and am happy to be heading home. Here comes 
      Carrie Chavez! She's flying! This is only her fourth Olympic distance 
      event. Her specialty is ½ Ironmans and Full Ironmans but she decided to 
      revisit this distance today. She's heading to the turn around and will no 
      doubt catch me soon. One of Carrie's teammates passes me and I tell her 
      "great job girl". 
       
      
      It's time for a Hammer Gel! My energy is fading and my 
      heart rate is soaring. I take the gel and look ahead to getting water at 
      the next aid station. As I hit the aid station I go to grab a cup from a 
      volunteer's hands and it drops. I take a last minute swipe of a cup on the 
      table and phew, I got it! Mile 4 is 8:34 with a 163 hra. I hope that this 
      bit of nutrition kicks in soon! 
       
      
      I hear someone coming up fast behind me. It's Carrie! 
      She passes like a flash and I tell her "you look awesome girl! Praise 
      God!" I'm feeling better now and decide to push the pace. I want to see if 
      I can get my last few miles at 8 min pace or under. Mile 5 is 8:15 with a 
      170 hra. I'm pleased but know that the high heart rate may hurt me down 
      the road. Thanks Lord for this wonderful opportunity to get out there 
      again! Thanks for not letting bathroom stops be an issue! If it be Your 
      will, please let my energy last! I keep cheering folks going both 
      directions. The heat is making it tough for all of us but it doesn't stop 
      some people from smiling and encouraging me back. 
       
      
      
      
      
      Now I'm running off road…fun! I'm almost done and close 
      to under 8 min pace! My hamstring is still sore 
      but I push as much as I can. There's more little hills here and it's tough 
      getting up them. My heart rate is soaring still but I feel the Lord is 
      with me even if I bonk! I hit mile 6 at 8:03 (with a 173 hra)…so close! I 
      cannot wait to see Troy and Ariel at the finish! As I round the last 
      corner and head home I hear ex-pro Brad Kearns MC'ing at the finish. I can 
      hear him talking about Troy and I…what a guy! There's Troy and Ariel! I 
      hug Troy! We had a lot of fun! I'm so glad we got to compete together.
      
       
      
      
      
We 
      hang out after the race to eat food and socialize. We spend time with Dave 
      and his wife Francie. We also get to talk to a family, the Messersmiths, 
      we met at Angels Camp a few years back. I run over and check the results 
      and am pleasantly surprised to see us as first! Wow! Thanks God!! We got 
      an abundance of great schwag and distribute it to Messersmiths and later 
      to our awesome neighbors the Malicoats. Again, what a day! 
       
      
      Go Steve!
      
      
      

       
      
      Go Dave!
      
      
      
       
      
      Go Carrie!
      
      
      
