Leaving It All Out There
Welcome to my 2016 Ironman 70.3 World Championship Race Report! I am lucky to say that this is my third finish at one of these Ironman 70.3 World Championship events, and each time I get perspectives that are huge learning experiences for me. Before I dive into this report, I need to say thank you to many people that made this possible. First off, thank you to my wife Tiana and her endless devotion to me, to our wonderful journey, and to this sport, you inspire me daily. Secondly, to my family and friends that I am lucky to have in my life, you are all very special to me. To my office team at The Dental Wellness Center of Grass Valley, you are an incredible group of human beings. And last, but not least, my triathlon families at Gold Country Triathlon Club and TriSpecific. 2016 has been a rough year for me with injury and very recent illness. I would not have been able to toe the line at this race without all of your love and support.
And now to the experience...
I often use the word experience to talk about triathlon racing, because anything worth talking about is an experience, not just a race. The experience began as we embarked on our trip to the airport on August 26. We left out of SFO and had a solid flight with about 6 hours of sleep, not bad, all things considered. Additionally, the use of a MarcProPlus throughout most of the flight made the post flight stiffness very manageable. I will also mention that we stayed on top of hydration throughout the flight, did not drink alcohol, and just had a very small amount of coffee with our breakfast near the end of our flight. Even with about 24 hours of total transit time, we arrived in Noosa Heads, Queensland, Australia, with little noticeable issues from travel.
We arrived exactly 7 days before our race, and this is one of the few things I would change. It was just a little too much time. Before a race, your mind is on the race. You want to get in your last few taper workouts, but you are not that interested in doing tourist things. Even with the long transit time to Australia, I think that arriving 3-4 days ahead of a race is plenty of time to get acclimated without feeling anxious and a bit bored. I will say it was nice to meet some new friends from the TriSpecific team in the week leading up to the race. Thanks to Pete and Rachel Lever for making us feel welcome in Queensland!
With the pre-race taper completed, we headed to Mooloolaba, the home of the race venue. We had booked a room in a house, through Air BNB, and this was awesome. Staying in hotels for races is not ideal because of noise, the lack of access to home-cooked meals, etc. We arrived on Friday, hit the grocery store and mostly ate in for the weekend, with the exception of a few quality meals from two awesome local cafes, CK Wholefoods and The Velo Project. Sitting at these places made me wonder why this does not exist back home. Great food, great espresso, cool atmosphere, free WiFi and open-air seating! No wonder the Aussies are constantly wanting to go have a coffee!
The day before the race, we started off the morning with a little Swim, Bike, Run. The ocean was rough, choppy and it was windy. I think this had many people freaked out about Sunday morning! Personally, I have always felt very comfortable in the water, so I was ready to deal with anything in this arena. However, I had checked the forecast and new it was going to be smooth on race day, no worries! The ride was just a quick little out and back on the run course, making sure the gear was ready. The run, a quick jaunt through the streets, with a few little pick ups to top speed. Overall, I felt good, ready to race.
On race morning, we got moving around 4:00 am and I had some gluten free fruit bread, 3 eggs and a banana for breakfast. I washed it down with 8oz of water and took my normal regime of supplements. Our house was only a short walk from the race start. My gear was all packed from the night before and we had already dropped our bike and run gear the night before (mandated for this race). Tiana and I hit transition and helped each other get our bikes outfitted and tires pumped. We were in and out in about 30 min. By 5:15 am we were headed for the bathrooms and I had my pre-race music going on my headphones. Bathroom out of the way by 5:30 am, a quick little shaking out of the legs at 5:45 am and into my wetsuit by 6:10 am. Another 8oz of water to wash down a Honey Stinger Chocolate Gel (caffeinated). I jumped in the ocean for 5 min, just before lining up for the swim start. 6:30 am into the water for a deep water start at 6:35 am (the first age-group start of the day!) As nearly 300 of us lined up at the swim start, I knew it was going to be rough, so I embraced it, put myself right in the middle of it and remembered my days of water polo in high school. You swim with your head up so you don't get kicked in the face and you crawl over anyone who is slower than you. It is what is is, there were no punches thrown, no elbows, just a bunch of guys trying to find clean water. The clean water came at the second buoy, more than 600m from the start. As predicted in the weather forecast, the only chop on the water was the churning from me and my fellow competitors. Once I found some clean water, I settled into a solid pace and was at the turnaround before I knew it. The turns were crowded, big deal, they always are. I got through and made my way back. The swim felt great and my time showed it, 29:23, a personal best in 70.3 racing! I guess I need to find more ocean swims!
Transition to the bike was slow, mainly because it was over 600m (that's about 0.4 miles) to get to bike out. Once on the bike, I got to the business part of the race, settling into the flat section of the race, a little over 40k (approx. 25 miles) on the motorway. These World Championship races always have drafting and blocking issues. I knew this coming in, and made up my mind to race as clean as possible and not get frustrated by the peletons that form throughout the race. Over the first 20k, the spacing was good, the return trip, not as good. For nutrition, I had one Honey Stinger Waffle (new Gluten-Free Salted Caramel flavor, be careful with these, they can easily make there way into non-race food if you are not honest with yourself!) on the way out to the turn around. Once I hit the turn around, I was on track to get that first 40k done in an hour, spot on my goal. This is also when I saw the first peleton screaming up the motorway at about 42k/hr (26mph). I knew they would catch me shortly, and remembered to look down at my wrist where I had written the words, "Race Your Race, Don't Chase". As the peleton swallowed me up, I decided to sit at a legal distance off the back of this group and get my second Honey Stinger Waffle down (these damn things are like candy!). It turned out to be a great strategy, because I was 100% legal, but the group was 3-4 riders wide and about 15 riders deep, creating a nice little pocket for me to sit in. I stuck in the legal zone all the way into the hinter land, where my next strategy came into play.
Half way through the ride, we entered the hinter land, Aussie for backcountry. The roads are more narrow and there are some hills, much to the disliking of most triathletes. This was my chance to put the hurt on. Living in the Sierra Foothills of California, I knew this would be my opportunity to shine, and I did. At the first opportunity to climb, I put the peleton behind me and began picking off the riders that were up ahead. I did not make my way all the way up to the lead group of riders, but I felt really strong working through the few climbs. Unfortunately, even though I was one of the better climbers on the day, this is the World Champs and even though I put a little time into the group, they came roaring back as we descended into T2. For nutrition, I had 3 Honey Stinger Chocolate Gels: 1 about 10-15min before the steepest climb, 1 about 10 min before the second steepest climb and one about 10 min before T2. I had exited the water in position 104, and entered T2 in a solid position of 80. The best was that it was again a personal best for me at 2 hours and 22 minutes (nearly 38km/hr, approx. 23.5mph). If you are reading this and you are from the USA, you are probably wondering why I keep putting everything in the metric system. Frankly, I like it better. I come from a science background and essentially every country in the world uses the metric system, except the USA. I'll spare you the rant that would ensue here by saying that I told our new Aussie friends that we should switch to the metric system in the USA if they would just be willing to drive on the right side of the road. Seems like a fair trade to me?
Into T2 and another long run to get to run exit, but I knew this coming in. I exited T2 and headed up the first of 4 climbs on the run. The climbs were not terrible, mellow by mountain standards, but enough to keep us all honest. My run is where I could not compete with the bulk of the athletes. From the very start of the run, I was being passed by numerous athletes. I had no kick in my legs and even struggled with a little hamstring issue right in the middle of the run. My nutrition plan on the run was a bit off, but I managed to have 1 Honey Stinger Mango Gel, 4 salt tabs and the race supplied electrolyte drink (Endura, it was fine, supplied some electrolyte and a few calories) along the way. More of an issue was that I was a bit cold throughout the ride and did not hydrate and salt as well as I should have. Ideally, I would have had about 6-8 salt tabs on the ride and I only took 4. Hind sight is 20/20. I ended with a run time of 1:41, putting me 140 out of 288 athletes. I lost 60 slots on the run. This is not new for me, it has happened at each world championship race I have completed at. My strength is in my cycling abilities, but to compete with the best in the world, you have to be prepared for the stunning run splits. The big lesson here is perspective. I had a great finish, in the top 25% of the entire race with a time of 4hours and 43 minutes. I did not quit, I did not hang my head, even though I was not smiling nearly as much as I did when I raced at Ironman 70.3 Vineman. I left everything I had on the race course on Sunday, and that makes this experience one I will cherish forever. And by the way, still managed to be in the top half of my age group and ranked 654 out of nearly 3100 athletes. I have a great deal to be proud about and a great deal to reflect upon for my continued growth and development in this sport.
If you have managed to follow me through this entire article, I hope that I have given you some useful information about triathlon. Getting to a World Championship race takes desire, dedication and continued focus on learning. To date, I am unaware of any successful athlete that has been able to simply show up and dominate competitions. All successful athletes are students of their sport and have an internal drive that continually sparks their interest in being better than the current version of themselves. I am always looking for a better version of myself, how about you?
Ali Johnson Reflects on her First Triathlon at the TBF Tri for Fun
After an initial panic and a very necessary UNzipping of the wetsuit, I realized I better start thinking positively or I was not going to finish the swim - let alone the whole race. 'Maybe triathlons are not for me' frequented my thoughts initially, but I persevered. When I exited the swim and ran past the amazing group of Gold County Triathletes cheering me on I knew I could finish. :)
If you asked me if I would do it again while I was racing, you might have gotten a big fat NO! But the sense of accomplishment I felt upon crossing the finish line was so immense that I felt high in a way I've never felt before. So many smiling faces and so much support. The TRI for Fun was awesome - and I MIGHT just have to TRI again.
As the name of this post indicates, this entry will be dedicated to "my first DNF", and hopefully not my last (we'll get to that later). So here we go...
The Shamrock'n Half Marathon has been a standard race for me over the past few years. I commonly use this race to assess my post-winter fitness and to get my mind back into racing. This year was similar to previous years, but it had a little extra, RAIN and WIND! The later is what I despise the most, and it played into some of my troubles for the day. My pre-race regimen was normal, up about 3 hours before the race, liquid calories (1 banana, collagen, cashew cream, BCAAs, rice protein and some water blended well) after a small glass of water. On the drive to the course I had one cup of regular coffee with another splash of cashew cream. We arrived at our parking spot about an hour before the start and walked briskly to the venue. Once there, a team photo, porta-potty stop, followed by a quick 5 minute warm up. It was raining and quite windy already. We got into the corral about 3-4 minutes before the race and I bounced in place a bit to keep the legs from completely cooling down. My goal for the day was to stay just in front of the 1:30 pace group, then inch away from them from mile 9 through the finish. I always try to negative split my competitive runs.
I darted out to a great start and felt pretty stable in front of the 1:30 pace group. It was a new course this year and many of us ended up slightly off course during the first few miles, which added about a tenth of a mile. This did not phase me at all because it was happening to everyone, and it wasn't going to change, so I moved on. As I passed through mile 3 and mile 4, I found that I was starting to feel my muscles a bit. The hamstrings were making me aware and my calves were starting to speak up just a little. Mentally, I felt great and these little awakenings in the legs did not disrupt my flow. I continued ahead of the 1:30 group through mile 7 and into mile 8. The group was about 15-20 yards behind me and we were coming to an aid station. I continued my pace, moved to the right to grab the electrolyte (NUUN and water) and dropped the cup, someone cut in front of me and I shifted my gait to the left, then BANG, my left hamstring gave a good POP! I got into emergency mode, grabbed a water and ate my Honey Stinger Gel that I had planned for mile 9, walking and hoping that the discomfort in my left hamstring would disappear. I got through the aid station, zeroed in on the 1:30 group that had just passed me and tried to run. I could not run. My hamstring had locked up and any time I attempted to run, I got quite a bit of pain. I walked all the way to the 9 mile marker (about half a mile from the incident) and finally shut down my watch and called it quits for the day. My first DNF.
Once I called off my race for the day I began figuring out my recovery strategy as I made a short cut back to the Finish/Start area. I had suffered a few hamstring issues during my college soccer career, so I knew that I was not going to be running for a minimum of one week, possibly longer. I remembered from those previous injuries that I will have to focus on RICE (Rest, Ice, Compression and Elevation), especially over the next few days. I hate sitting down. In fact, we even got rid of TV at our house to keep us off the couch. I knew my work was going to be cut out for me.
As I am writing this, I am on the couch and this Blog is the only thing saving my mind from thinking about how lazy I am being right now. In the next few bullet-ed points I am going to lay out some potential pit-falls in my race in hopes that we can all learn from them...
So where do I go from here... I recognize all of the things listed above, make a note of this in my training log and try not to make these errors in the future. I am also not going to dwell on the result from yesterday. It is done and I cannot change it. I am going to focus on getting well. I need to get back onto my bike ASAP for some easy spins and continue my swimming progression. Once I can walk without discomfort, I can start running again. It is likely, that my running will need to start at 1-3 miles and move up from there. Interval runs will be out until I am totally unaware of the injury. Strength training will hopefully return soon too. I have to focus!
Lastly, I said I did not want this to be my last DNF. WTF! I hate coming up short! But I have been in endurance sports now for almost 5 years and never had a DNF. Maybe I have not pushed myself hard enough to encounter that limit. Maybe yesterday was the day that I found one of those limits. Either way, I hope to continue to push my limits and I hope that one day, I will again go past that limit and b humbled by another DNF.
I wish you all a wonderful racing season and check back for my future race reports. I will be posting one of these reports for every race this year. Next up... TBF Tri For Real #1.
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There will also be a group of us from GCTC that are planning on training March 24th through March 27th at Lake Nacimiento. Lake Nacimiento is adjacent to Lake San Antonio and we will be able to ride a large portion of the Half Ironman Bike Course. However, we will not have access to Lake San Antonio, which will make it difficult for Olympic Distance and Sprint Distance Athletes to evaluate their racecourses. If you are interested in this option, the URL for Lake Nacimiento is http://www.nacimientoresort.com. There are several "not so campy" options from Lakeview lodges, Modular cabins and RV trailer rentals that range from $145 per night to $270 per night and can sleep up to 10 people. These are under the "Accomodations" tab on the site. The closest campgrounds to the entrance are Oak Knolls and Quails Roost. They both have full hook ups available and straight up camping sites as well. Quails Roost is first come, first served only. Oak Knolls allows some reserved hook-up spots and some first come, first served. Cost for camping is $27 per night w/o hook ups and $37 per night for full hook ups. Those two make the most sense for many reasons, but mainly due to access to Lake Nacimiento Road, which leads to Interlake Road at the top of Nasty Grade. The camping areas and sites are under the "Camping" tab on the website.
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Now that the challenge of placing one foot in front of the other for 4.5 hours has faded, it’s time to reflect on our first marathon.
The first lesson learned was to make sure you read all the race day road closures and not just take a quick glance at them. It was a bit of unneeded stress when the officer blocking the road told me to turn around and take a detour on unfamiliar roads in the dark – oops. Luckily we had left our house in plenty of time and made it to the shuttle bus pick up area in time. No harm done.
As we waited with our 9000 fellow runners, you could feel the energy level rising in the crowd. Even a downpour just before the 7am start time didn’t damper anyone’s spirits; in fact, it had the opposite effect. The starting gun went off, cheers from the crowd and then – nothing. It took almost 5 minutes to inch our way to the starting line with the mass of people. Once we hit some open space the first 13 miles flew by. The constant drizzle from the sky couldn’t compete with the cheering spectators and waves of neon colors surrounding us. We even were cheered on by two pet goats on a leash by the side of the road.
As the miles ticked by (note – not speed by) the lesson of sticking to the training plan was realized. We had followed the marathon plan for 16 weeks and it had really prepared us for this day. We had ran in the heat, the cold, and the rain. We had practiced with various combinations of fuel and drinks, fuel belts, shoes and socks, and clothing. By the time this day had come, we had it all dialed in.
The things on the road that really helped were the cheering spectators (especially when they called out your name printed on the race bib), the handmade signs, and the music. (It’s amazing that Journey is as popular now as when I grew up!) However, the biggest boost was seeing family and friends on the side of the road. We had people at miles 13, 20, 24, and the finish. I can’t tell you how invigorating it was to see them. As we were getting tired, you knew you had their smiling faces to look forward to seeing. I glanced at my Garmin each time we passed the loud music and familiar faces on the side of the road and noticed our pace picked up as well. (Mental note – put loud music and friends and family every mile for a PR.)
Miles 19 and 25 were the hardest to get through. Not sure why, but luckily the urge to stop running passed quickly. The last 1.2 miles through downtown Sacramento seemed to last forever. I think this was due to the fact you were realizing it was almost over and started to mentally finish. I also struggled with the highest 4 inch curb I have ever encountered when I jumped over it trying to throw an empty gel packet out – guess my legs were a bit more tired then I realized!
When we crossed the finish line, it was an immediate feeling of great accomplishment followed by an unusual sadness that is was all over. Very odd sensations to have almost simultaneously. The only regret we had was not being able to finish the marathon together because there were separate finishing chutes for the men and women.
The final lessons we gathered from this experience was how much fun it was to have run it together and have the shared experience of our first marathon. We also were very appreciative of all the volunteers (especially those who had to pick up all the discarded soggy gloves and empty gel packets) who made the experience so positive with all their hard work. We might even do this again!
After I have run CIM a few times, and Boston, I said I would never run an open marathon again. They just beat the heck out of me, both in training, and in the race itself. Always takes a few days before I could walk normal again, and I always seem to get sick after the race.
A few months ago I was at a family gathering and overheard my brother saying he was training for CIM to try and qualify again for Boston. Since it is always fun to have a little friendly family competition, I started to give it some thoughts as to maybe I should try to run another one. Then I started to think about and look at the qualification times. Boston has a policy that one can use a race result up to 18 months into the future. And when one uses a race results, it is not the age of the race you qualified in, but the age you are at the Boston race day. Since I am currently 58, and my birthday is 2 weeks before the Boston race, this would mean my race result would be used as a 60-year-old. When I looked at the Boston site, by doing an age up, I got another 15 minutes for a BQ time. It went from 3:40 to 3:55. So I started to think this could be a great way to start my quest for my goals of being 60.
Looked at the CIM site for registration and the general entries were all sold out. The only thing left were charity spots, and they were priced at $275 bucks. Ouch! I keep looking as I tried to increase my running distance to see if the body would hold up. I got in two 2.5 hour runs and was still healthy. Looked at the CIM site and the charity slots were still opened. At this point I realized that these would not be available forever so I signed up and said you only live once. With all the injuries I have had during the last half of this year, maybe I can make it to the starting line healthy for a change.
As usual before a race, I was looking at the weather report for the CIM race day. Everything was looking perfect until a few days before the race. The weather report had changed to being a huge storm coming over the race right as the race was starting. This happened a few years ago and talking to folks who raced that year it was no fun.
Since one has to drive into Sacramento before the race to pick up one’s race package, I looked into seeing if a friend could pick my stuff up. Really was a pain with all the documentation that had to be provided so decided it was best to drive in Friday and just do it myself. The CIM expo is always great with lots of vendors attending. Found a parking area close to the convention center but ouch, it was $15 bucks to park for what turned out to be only a 30-minute process. We were babysitting our 5-year-old granddaughter so decided to take her with us to see if some of my racing with rub off on her. Got a picture with her on the way out.
When I went to bed Saturday night, the weather report was calling for heavy rains at race start, no wind, and around 50 degrees. Guess this is better than being sub 30 race morning which CIM usually has. Since I have never run a race in the rain, was not sure what I should wear. When I got up on race morning, I checked the radar for the weather report. I was sure surprised to see that the major part of the storm had moved north about 100 miles so it looked like it was not going to hit the race as bad as the forecast had projected. Got up at 3:15 and headed for a race shuttle location at about mile 2 on the race course. This way I was able to get a parking location for Francie which would make it easier for her to get out and head to the capital after race start. Even though it was overcast, it was not raining, and it was not too cold. Decided to wear a throw away poncho to race start on the shuttle bus since still was not knowing what to expect.
As we got closer to race start, I got myself seeded right up towards the front. The first year I did the race I seeded back at my race goal and it took miles before I was able to actually run. By getting up in front, and running to the side, I am out of the way of everyone and can actually run when the gun goes off. Plus, over the years this has gotten me onto the live TV feed since the local TV stations show the race start during their newscasts.
About 5 minutes before race start, it starts to rain. Not just rain, but big cold rain drops. I am thinking could it not have waited an hour to at least get us into the race. But before the gun went off, it stopped and did not rain the rest of the race. Turns out we may have had the best weather a CIM race has ever had. Over cast skies with temperatures in the 50’s and no wind.
Before any race, I try to decide what my goals are, and have options mentally ready depending on how the race unfolds. My first goal for the race was just to finish. This means taking the start nice and easy, especially since the beginning is downhill. My second goal was to see if I could get a BQ time of 3:55. My third goal was to see if there was a way to Break 3:30. My fourth goal is to see if I could negative split since this is the best way to race a marathon.
So the gun goes off and I start off on the far right and wave to the various television cameras that are filming. I have to be careful since they have planted their cameras into the race course. Would not have been cool to crash at the beginning of the race tripping over a tripod. Of course many folks are flying by me since so many do not understand that pacing is critical to a marathon.
I am a firm believer in using the Galloway method to race a marathon. This means at each mile I stop and walk for like 10 seconds to unload the legs. The one race I did not do this I crashed at 20 miles, so I mentally was ready to not get caught up into folks passing me and just stick to my game plan. As I approached mile 2 I was wondering if Francie was able to stay around to see me run past her. I look over to the parking lot and I see her all dressed up in the rain gear since it had been raining more where she was parked. Here I am full of energy and thinking this is no big deal.
I look at my watch for the first few miles and see that I am running faster than my plan is. So I dial it back and just keep the focus on my goals, not on a PR time. Just too many injuries this season to worry about PR times, especially when I do not train for long distance events. I knew that at mile 8 this is the Aid station that Craig Dvta organizes. I see him taking pictures but not enough energy to wave. I then hear Erica Chan yelling my name and see her helping keep a road closed so cars do not drive onto the race course. I continue to use my stop each mile and walk 10 steps to try and give the legs a rest so I might have a push at the end.
I knew that about an 8 minute per mile run pace is about a 3:30 marathon. As I watched my pace on my watch, I could see how the miles were under this pace. But I could also tell that the legs were getting real tried from the pounding on the pavement and I was slowing down. I saw the 3:05 pace go by me, then the 3:10, 3:15 and 3:20. But I stayed on my game plan of walking 10 steps each mile. At mile 20 was my walk to see where I was for the rest of the race. Dying, I keep walking each mile. But if I thought I had something left, then it was give it all I had to the finish line. I kept telling myself why oh why did I sign up for this marathon again? It was killing me! But with all the spectators cheering us all on, I kept marching forward. At about mile 22, I heard folks cheering for the 3:25 pacer. I look back and saw them. I told myself, no, I could not be this close and have the 3:25 pace go by me. I was on track to maybe break 3:25 and get a BQ-30 time. So I dug deep and just kept pushing as hard as I could.
The run in the last few miles towards the capital is just a flat straight shot. But boy does it feel like it goes on forever. I kept hearing the 3:25 pacer getting closer and I would try to dig deep again to stay in front of them. As I got into the last mile I could see from my watch it was going to be real real close. I kept pushing and when I hit the corner, tried to run hard through it to keep the speed up. I also remembered that the female runners get to take the turn into the finish first, while us males had to run a little further to the turn. As I turned, I looked over and saw Francie waiting for me. I am SO lucky to have a wife that is so supportive of my crazy racing. I have met and exceeded all of my race day expectations with a BQ-30 time. Now whether I will go and race Boston again, not sure. Some have asked me why with a 19:55 5K pushing a stroller, my marathon times are not like 3:14. I just say I cannot stand doing long distance training, and know my strengths, let alone what I enjoy, are fast short races. When I got home I could not walk, as has always happened in the past after a Marathon. So I decided to get on my stair lifts to get me into the house. Boy did that make things easy. And as usual after a Marathon, I have gotten sick again. Oh well, could not have asked for a better day and race for what might be my last Marathon. (Never say never)
We have a blog! Of all the upgrades that we will continue to roll out for Gold Country Triathlon Club, this is the most exciting for me. This blog will be updated often with lots of great content. We will be having race reports from our athletes detailing the good, the bad, and maybe some ugly of their race. Nutrition tips, racing pointers and training pearls will pop up from time to time. We will even post recaps of our clinics and workshops! This is just the beginning and I am sure that our web team will come up for even more content as the years go on.
And now onto our website! There are some exciting changes coming! Over the next many months we will be upgrading our website to include online membership renewal, new member sign-ups, and even a members only area where you can access discount codes, training plans and more! Lastly, an online store where you can order official GCTC gear!
Wow, 2016 is gonna be awesome! Stay tuned for all this great stuff!
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