I still feel that I am 'coming back' from my injury and have that at the top of my mind every time I run now. With that in mind I decided that I was going to stick to my plan and just run 10 miles last Sunday and not a half-marathon as I was tempted to do. I was able to join Dan Pf. at the Y Run Club's (of which I'm a dues-paying member) 50k/Marathon/Half-Marathon. He was going to hit the official start time of 7am, but since I only needed those 10 miles, I slept in a bit before heading to the park. I got there and ran a little, one-mile loop with Rick before joining Dan in his 3-mile loops. I told Dan I still planned on going slow and taking it easy - my goal being to increase my distance, not my pace - and he said that'd work perfect with what his goals were for the day; he was taking it easy and walking the hills. Perfect. Really. It was wonderful running slowly and walking the hills; laughing out loud when Dan pointed out the Campus Center Ctr. Building in the middle of the community college we were running; and then checking out the Douglas Fir straddling the decaying cedar stump. We talked about the name choices for the baby he and his wife are expecting, and then diverged on to the names of his daughters and my sons and how and why those were chosen. The run was about 3/4 shaded but the 1/4 that wasn't made it feel like a spring day. Before we knew it, our miles were completed and it was time to stop. Perfect.
On Monday, the teacher who usually runs with me on Tuesdays texted to see if I wanted to switch to Monday this week. No problem (despite the fact that Monday is usually my no-run day) - the weather forecast was calling for 60's and sunny for Monday, and much cooler and rainy on Tuesday. That was an easy switch to make. I would be working at a nearby school so I packed my running gear and went to work. After work we ran in the sun on our usual route - the one we haven't run since my injury. It felt good to be back in the swing of things and we both noticed that we picked up the pace considerably in the last mile - but neither of us mentioned it until the run was over. It just felt too perfect.
Tuesday brought the predicted rain and grey skies. Those are always the toughest days for me. None-the-less, when the phone rang after work and it was my neighborhood running partner checking to see what time I could come out, I said without hesitation, "give me 15 minutes". I was changed and out the door without stopping to think about sitting down and snuggling with a book. We ran our usual Flat-4 route and kept our chatter up-beat. It was a perfect rainy-day run!
I had an 8-mile run written on my planning log for Wednesday. My neighborhood partner went 6 with me and I just continued on and did the last two on my own. Without trying, I increased the pace by 30 seconds per mile, and finished feeling like I used to when I ran. Like I did just months ago. Hey, maybe things are falling into place. Felt perfect!
I usually run with the group on Thursdays. OK, usually I run with my neighborhood running partner - and then with my group later in the evening. I decided that it was time to take a break however, especially since I had run 5 days in a row and was supposed to be honoring my two days off a week. Instead of running with the group, I went to the track and threw the ball for Juno, then Rick walked with us around the track several times. That too felt perfect.
Friday I ended up cleaning the house and doing some things for my sons. I was going to try to run a few miles but then decided that since it was my usual day off, and I was running short on time anyway, I'd just go with it and not run two days in a row. Felt like cheating!
That brings me to today. I had posted earlier in the week that I was looking for someone to run 12 miles with me and Ray responded. He wanted to run the Orting Trail and while that would mean that I'd miss coffee with the group, I was looking forward to the trail. I really love that trail. It's an old railroad bed so there are no hills to speak of on it. It has a very gentle, uphill grade going East out of town (which is the way we go to start) - which of course means that once you turn, you get to enjoy a gentle, downhill grade for the return. The path is rural and goes past several farms, through many wooded areas, and along the river. Like I said, I love it. We decided to start at 8am (I like to start when it's light out) and it was already sunny but the mist was rising all around us creating a dream-like setting. There is a farm with cattle in the field in the first mile and I looked at one of the cows and noticed she was about to give birth. I pointed this out to Ray and said we'd have to be sure to check for the newborn on our return. We continued on at a comfortable pace, chatting easily as we went. The buffalo and emu were out as usual at mile two, and the river was rushing by beyond that. The sun was glistening through the trees and it was fun checking out the different varieties of mosses covering the trees as we ran by; and listening to the birds singing as if it were already spring. I pointed out common mergansers, bald pates, and a kestral to Ray. Nice birds to see. In what seemed like no time at all we hit the 6-mile point and turned. It's hard not to smile when you turn on that trail. All of a sudden you realize that you've been running uphill, and it makes you feel full of new-found energy. The miles clicked by and we neared the original cattle pasture. Sure enough, there was the newborn bull calf, licked clean, a light, reddish brown, standing at his mother's side, both of them looking right at us as if to say, " hello, what a beautiful day". And it was a beautiful, magical, newborn-feeling day!
Saturday, February 27, 2010
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
Swam Alone!
As part of my injury-recovery program, I've joined the local Y and have been meeting with friends at 0 dark 30, two days a week, for swim sessions. Right before I left for our session this morning, one of said friends caught me on Facebook to say that he was not feeling great and was going to have to cancel. No matter, I still had another friend who would be there waiting for me. I was running late so I was surprised when I got to the water's edge and didn't see my friend. No matter, I'd get started on my own. I swam a few laps, took a little breather, then swam some more. I took few breaks, concentrating instead on my breathing, and extending my stroke, and gliding, and counting, and somewhere in there I got lost in the movement of it all and felt like I do on a long run where the body is moving but my mind is in a sort of dream state. Wow - I thought that'd only ever happen on a run. Nice! I didn't even think about my friends not being there, so lost was I in the moment. Hmmmmm. I like this swimming thing.
Coming Back is Tough!
It was just a short little run - drop off the DVD at Hollywood Video around the corner, continue on around the block, go to the end of the cul-de-sac to make it four miles of relatively flat pavement. My running partner went with me and we took off joyfully talking and catching up on each other's lives. Then, around 2.5 miles I got tired - really tired. Needed to walk a bit. It never got easier after that and my wonderful partner proceeded to turn our conversation into a monologue - to keep my mind off the fact that I really, really felt like stopping. Wouldn't have finished four miles without her! Thanks Barb!
Monday, January 25, 2010
Almost a Year....
It's been almost a year since my last post. Well, soon after that post I ran Valentine's Marathon with Abi. We took it slow and easy - almost too slow and easy. Finally had to put a stop to the stopping in the last few miles. It was fun talking and enjoying the morning, but the best part of the race was after it was over. Abi and I walked a short distance to the lake at the park, stripped down at a picnic table, then walked into the nearly-frozen lake and stayed until we were almost too numb to get back out. Laughed about how they were going to find us - two half-naked women, smelly from the waist up, and frozen from the waist down - drowned because they were too numb (read: dumb) to get back out! Fun!
My primary goal in 2009 was to break the 4-hour marathon barrier and thereby BQ! Well, I decided that a wonderful attempt would be a marathon on my birthday - Napa Valley Marathon, March 1. I convinced Carlsson that he should run that one with me as his birthday present to me. He took me up on it. We flew Elliot up from UCLA and he and Larry crewed for the two of us. The course is billed as flat - but Lesa O. had warned me that she found it to be rather hilly - especially in the beginning. Always listen to Lesa! She was right - it was not only hilly, but the road was quite canted which made running difficult. Not only that, there was a steady downpour throughout the race. None-the-less we had a nice, happy run for about 20 miles. Then it got tough. I was getting increasingly tired and the 4-hour mark was becoming more and more elusive. However, I did know that this race was a qualifier for the 2010 Boston - at which time I would be 50 years old (this being my 49th birthday after all) - which meant my qualifying time was actually 4:05. With two miles to go, and my energy flagging, Carlsson took the lead and started singing to me. That was just what I needed to keep me going. We came in at 4:03:28!! :))
April brought the Yakima River Canyon Marathon. I was totally unprepared for the beauty of this course. Wow! Started out with Jill Hudson - both of us wondering how it would go for us - and we ended up sticking together for the entire race - urging each other on! We came in at 4:08 - with a PR for Jill!! Very fun!
May brought the Tacoma City Marathon. I planned on running between 4:15 and 4:30. Found out that Eric volunteered to be the 4:15 pacer so I thought I'd try to stick with him as long as I could and if/when I fell back I asked Marco and Tom (who planned on a 4:30) to scoop me up and 'carry' me along with them. Well, Marco, Tom, and I started together slightly in front of Eric and his following. We kept thinking we'd hear him on our heels at any time, but never did see him. Marco, Tom, and I joked around the entire race. It felt great! We were all very pleased with our 4:10 finish! I didn't stay long afterwards - but later found out I had placed in my division - 3rd woman in the 30-34 year old category. Not sure how they decided I was 34 but I let them know their mistake and declined the plaque.
In early June I was feeling good and Larry had to work the first weekend of the month, so I decided at the last minute to run North Olympic Discovery Marathon. I emailed some friends of ours (actually, the parents of friends of ours) on Thursday evening to see if I could spend Friday night at their place. They'd love to have me was the response. Sooooo, on Friday I drove to Sequim, signed up for the race, then drove to their house for dinner. On Saturday morning my friends drove me to the start and made plans to 'see' me at mile 16. It was a beautiful day for a race and I met Lesa and Dove at the start. I stuck with Lesa and a few other Maniacs for a few miles but then pulled back. Seemed that this was not going to be my race and I never did find my mojo. Thank goodness for a fellow Maniac (can't remember his name right now) who kept me going the last 6 miles. He was an angel! Disappointed with my 4:21 finish. Days later I found out I had placed 3rd in my age group - this time the correct age group. Made me laugh - all I had managed to do was outrun the women my age who had run a marathon the day before! I felt this was a make-up plaque for Tacoma!
Late June brought the 1st Seattle Rock 'n Roll Marathon. Huge event. Tons of Maniacs. Hung out with 'the group' pre-race but started alone. Nice race, nice day, but again, couldn't get it going. Finished with a 4:24.
July's race was the San Francisco Marathon. Loved being in San Francisco for this race but it was a cold summer day. The start was staggered and I couldn't find any of the runners I was looking for. The bridge was socked in so there was no view. The hills were all in the first half, and the second half had a lot of downhill. Beautiful course - the half marathon runners merged in and out - there being two half marathon races - and that seemed to keep me preoccupied at times. I was glad to see the finish line and felt frustrated again. Wondered if maybe I needed to try something other than marathon-running. Hmmm. Finished in 4:20.
A week after the San Francisco Marathon I decided to run the Tacoma Half Marathon. I wanted to run a race across a suspension bridge where I could see the view. For whatever reason, I ran as Elaine - she had already paid and was not going to be able to use her number. Rick was running as Mike and Patch was running as Monica so it seemed like a fun thing to do. Rick and I drove together and had fun talking and joking along the way. At the start I found Dove and she and I ran together chatting for the first 9 miles or so, then she took off. I was feeling a bit tired so I held back. Ended up with a 2:05 I believe. Felt strange when they announced Elaine's name as I crossed the line. Oh, nearly forgot - this bridge was also socked in with fog. Two races over two major suspension bridges in two weeks - both too fogged in to see anything. Drats. I did enjoy this race. I'd like to do it again - under my name - and improve my time.
No marathon in August (just the above-mentioned half) and in September I took a two+ week break from running while we visited Greece. Didn't even pack running gear! Returned from our trip the day before the Grande Ass Marathon and I ran it with Abi. Torrential rain erased the markings the last half of the course and we got lost twice. We ended up with a slightly altered course than the one designated, but RD Eric still OK'd it for us. Got home just in time to prepare for the post-marathon party at my house.
By October I was beginning to truly doubt my ability to run a marathon in the 4:15 range so I was nervous going in to the Victoria Marathon where I'd be running 'with' some nurses who Larry knew from the hospital. We met on the ferry ride over and they seemed very nice. Both had run two previous marathons in the 4:15/4:30 range. Good - we should be able to at least start together and see what happens. This ended up being just the medicine I needed. We started together, joked and listened to music and encouraged one-another for 18 miles. Then one felt strong and took off - I followed for a mile or two, losing the other in the process- and we ended up finishing with several minutes between the three of us. I came in at 4:10 (a few seconds faster than the time I had made in 2008). I was thrilled!!
November brought New York City Marathon. I decided there was no use trying to set a time-goal in a race this big (37,000 marathoners - no halfsies here!) and anything under 4:30 would be acceptable. If I could pull off a 4:15 I would be very happy, but my main objective was to run and enjoy the scenery and spectators. Well, this race ended up being amazing in every respect and I'll write a separate piece on it later, but suffice it to say I came in at 4:06:34!! That was 35 seconds away from another BQ!! Thrilled!
A few weeks later, and again at the last minute, I decided to run the Ghost of Seattle Marathon- but it was filled. I decided to email the RD, Scott Krell to see if there was a wait list and he said to just come and pay day of. Wow! Well, two days before the race, I injured my groin. That week I had run the pipeline with Lesa, then did speedwork with Lesa, then did a trail run near Emerald Ridge High School with Lesa and Abi, and by the time we finished that last trail run, I was limping. The next few days, despite icing and no running, I was still unable to put weight on my left leg. I had to email Scott and tell him I wouldn't be running, but I would be able to volunteer. I ended up cooking hotdogs for five hours for the runners. It was a lot of fun, but I certainly would have preferred running - especially since Scott had secured medals for the first time ever, to give away to the finishers. Drats!! It's OK, I still planned on running Pigtails 50K in a few weeks and by not-running this one, I would be more than ready for her race.
Well, in the end, I did not run Pigtails. Nor did I run First Call 50k on January 1st. I would not run for six weeks after having both an x-ray and an MRI which indicated damage that needed time to heal. My last run in 2009 was December 3 and my first run of 2010 was January 11. And thus begins this new chapter.....
My primary goal in 2009 was to break the 4-hour marathon barrier and thereby BQ! Well, I decided that a wonderful attempt would be a marathon on my birthday - Napa Valley Marathon, March 1. I convinced Carlsson that he should run that one with me as his birthday present to me. He took me up on it. We flew Elliot up from UCLA and he and Larry crewed for the two of us. The course is billed as flat - but Lesa O. had warned me that she found it to be rather hilly - especially in the beginning. Always listen to Lesa! She was right - it was not only hilly, but the road was quite canted which made running difficult. Not only that, there was a steady downpour throughout the race. None-the-less we had a nice, happy run for about 20 miles. Then it got tough. I was getting increasingly tired and the 4-hour mark was becoming more and more elusive. However, I did know that this race was a qualifier for the 2010 Boston - at which time I would be 50 years old (this being my 49th birthday after all) - which meant my qualifying time was actually 4:05. With two miles to go, and my energy flagging, Carlsson took the lead and started singing to me. That was just what I needed to keep me going. We came in at 4:03:28!! :))
April brought the Yakima River Canyon Marathon. I was totally unprepared for the beauty of this course. Wow! Started out with Jill Hudson - both of us wondering how it would go for us - and we ended up sticking together for the entire race - urging each other on! We came in at 4:08 - with a PR for Jill!! Very fun!
May brought the Tacoma City Marathon. I planned on running between 4:15 and 4:30. Found out that Eric volunteered to be the 4:15 pacer so I thought I'd try to stick with him as long as I could and if/when I fell back I asked Marco and Tom (who planned on a 4:30) to scoop me up and 'carry' me along with them. Well, Marco, Tom, and I started together slightly in front of Eric and his following. We kept thinking we'd hear him on our heels at any time, but never did see him. Marco, Tom, and I joked around the entire race. It felt great! We were all very pleased with our 4:10 finish! I didn't stay long afterwards - but later found out I had placed in my division - 3rd woman in the 30-34 year old category. Not sure how they decided I was 34 but I let them know their mistake and declined the plaque.
In early June I was feeling good and Larry had to work the first weekend of the month, so I decided at the last minute to run North Olympic Discovery Marathon. I emailed some friends of ours (actually, the parents of friends of ours) on Thursday evening to see if I could spend Friday night at their place. They'd love to have me was the response. Sooooo, on Friday I drove to Sequim, signed up for the race, then drove to their house for dinner. On Saturday morning my friends drove me to the start and made plans to 'see' me at mile 16. It was a beautiful day for a race and I met Lesa and Dove at the start. I stuck with Lesa and a few other Maniacs for a few miles but then pulled back. Seemed that this was not going to be my race and I never did find my mojo. Thank goodness for a fellow Maniac (can't remember his name right now) who kept me going the last 6 miles. He was an angel! Disappointed with my 4:21 finish. Days later I found out I had placed 3rd in my age group - this time the correct age group. Made me laugh - all I had managed to do was outrun the women my age who had run a marathon the day before! I felt this was a make-up plaque for Tacoma!
Late June brought the 1st Seattle Rock 'n Roll Marathon. Huge event. Tons of Maniacs. Hung out with 'the group' pre-race but started alone. Nice race, nice day, but again, couldn't get it going. Finished with a 4:24.
July's race was the San Francisco Marathon. Loved being in San Francisco for this race but it was a cold summer day. The start was staggered and I couldn't find any of the runners I was looking for. The bridge was socked in so there was no view. The hills were all in the first half, and the second half had a lot of downhill. Beautiful course - the half marathon runners merged in and out - there being two half marathon races - and that seemed to keep me preoccupied at times. I was glad to see the finish line and felt frustrated again. Wondered if maybe I needed to try something other than marathon-running. Hmmm. Finished in 4:20.
A week after the San Francisco Marathon I decided to run the Tacoma Half Marathon. I wanted to run a race across a suspension bridge where I could see the view. For whatever reason, I ran as Elaine - she had already paid and was not going to be able to use her number. Rick was running as Mike and Patch was running as Monica so it seemed like a fun thing to do. Rick and I drove together and had fun talking and joking along the way. At the start I found Dove and she and I ran together chatting for the first 9 miles or so, then she took off. I was feeling a bit tired so I held back. Ended up with a 2:05 I believe. Felt strange when they announced Elaine's name as I crossed the line. Oh, nearly forgot - this bridge was also socked in with fog. Two races over two major suspension bridges in two weeks - both too fogged in to see anything. Drats. I did enjoy this race. I'd like to do it again - under my name - and improve my time.
No marathon in August (just the above-mentioned half) and in September I took a two+ week break from running while we visited Greece. Didn't even pack running gear! Returned from our trip the day before the Grande Ass Marathon and I ran it with Abi. Torrential rain erased the markings the last half of the course and we got lost twice. We ended up with a slightly altered course than the one designated, but RD Eric still OK'd it for us. Got home just in time to prepare for the post-marathon party at my house.
By October I was beginning to truly doubt my ability to run a marathon in the 4:15 range so I was nervous going in to the Victoria Marathon where I'd be running 'with' some nurses who Larry knew from the hospital. We met on the ferry ride over and they seemed very nice. Both had run two previous marathons in the 4:15/4:30 range. Good - we should be able to at least start together and see what happens. This ended up being just the medicine I needed. We started together, joked and listened to music and encouraged one-another for 18 miles. Then one felt strong and took off - I followed for a mile or two, losing the other in the process- and we ended up finishing with several minutes between the three of us. I came in at 4:10 (a few seconds faster than the time I had made in 2008). I was thrilled!!
November brought New York City Marathon. I decided there was no use trying to set a time-goal in a race this big (37,000 marathoners - no halfsies here!) and anything under 4:30 would be acceptable. If I could pull off a 4:15 I would be very happy, but my main objective was to run and enjoy the scenery and spectators. Well, this race ended up being amazing in every respect and I'll write a separate piece on it later, but suffice it to say I came in at 4:06:34!! That was 35 seconds away from another BQ!! Thrilled!
A few weeks later, and again at the last minute, I decided to run the Ghost of Seattle Marathon- but it was filled. I decided to email the RD, Scott Krell to see if there was a wait list and he said to just come and pay day of. Wow! Well, two days before the race, I injured my groin. That week I had run the pipeline with Lesa, then did speedwork with Lesa, then did a trail run near Emerald Ridge High School with Lesa and Abi, and by the time we finished that last trail run, I was limping. The next few days, despite icing and no running, I was still unable to put weight on my left leg. I had to email Scott and tell him I wouldn't be running, but I would be able to volunteer. I ended up cooking hotdogs for five hours for the runners. It was a lot of fun, but I certainly would have preferred running - especially since Scott had secured medals for the first time ever, to give away to the finishers. Drats!! It's OK, I still planned on running Pigtails 50K in a few weeks and by not-running this one, I would be more than ready for her race.
Well, in the end, I did not run Pigtails. Nor did I run First Call 50k on January 1st. I would not run for six weeks after having both an x-ray and an MRI which indicated damage that needed time to heal. My last run in 2009 was December 3 and my first run of 2010 was January 11. And thus begins this new chapter.....
Monday, February 2, 2009
Frustration
Ran 14 yesterday. It was supposed to be 16. I had a pace goal. Was supposed to run them with two friends. Had runners with me the first half - then was alone the second half. Except for when I reached the turnaround and a biker turned around about fifty yards in front of me (he had been following me). He kept that space between us but never increased his speed. The path had many curves in it at that point and he disappeared in one of the bends. It gave me a weird feeling. Weird enough so I wished I had pepper spray, or a big dog, or even my cell phone. I ended up cutting my run short by two miles. Ran too slow too. I am disappointed in both my pace and my distance. I need a better plan. I'm feeling frustrated.
Monday, January 26, 2009
Pigtails - the short version...
I decided that since I need an 18-20 mile run this weekend, I'd just run two loops of the Pigtails 50K to give me a total of 19.2 miles. After talking to Abi last weekend, we decided to do it together. We drove together part of the way and arrived just in time to grab a few things, get our numbers and toe the line. Well, I had time. Seems that Abi needed a little extra time and when the call came to start I got swept with the crowd and Abi was nowhere in sight. The race is a short spur from the parking lot to the perimeter path around Lake Youngs. If you go right at the trail juncture, you go down a steep incline. That was the direction the arrows pointed and although Van didn't really care which direction you went, to 'win' the bacon, you had to go right. I turned right with the vast majority of the crowd. After reaching the bottom, the trail smoothes out and I kept turning to look for Abi. Finally, I walked a bit and after a few minutes I saw her approaching. Good - now our adventure would begin. We ran, we talked, we got tired, we decided to walk the hills (well, the big ones). We decided that we'd reverse directions after we finished the first loop. We dawdled at the parking-lot-check-in-stock-up-on-calories station. We decided the clockwise direction was more to our liking and continued to expound on how much more we enjoyed it the farther we went. We felt like we ran much, much more of the route in this direction. Going in the opposite direction meant that we'd have to tackle the last, extremely steep hill head on. We planned on walking it but Abi joked that she'd cheer me on as I ran it if I so chose. Not! We crossed the finish line together. That felt good. Ate a little and talked a little and then realized that I had lost my hat somewhere on the trail. We asked one of the 50K runners who had a short out-and-back to do, to look for it if possible. Abi and I ended up walking down the steep hill to look - and of course walking back up said incline. Ended up the 50K guy found it - someone had put it on a post. Nice!! Watched most of the runners come in but got a sudden chill and we both decided to go. Too bad - we missed congratulating Jessica on her first 50K and Michelle on another job well-done.
Sunday, January 18, 2009
Capital Peak Half Ass
Met at the Y at 5:50 to carpool to this race in the Olympia area. We ended up taking two vehicles for the seven of us; Steve, Eric, Michelle, Linda, Jenny, Abi, and me. We arrived with plenty of time to make clothing decisions and sign in and even rest up a bit. The race started at 8am and it was just getting light at that time. The temperature was in the low 30's but it was not supposed to rain. Hmmm. How many layers?! Deciding on what to wear is sometimes the most difficult part of a run.
I had promised Michelle I'd run with her this race and I was glad for that. It'd be fun and energizing and we'd just take it easy. As we started it seemed that Abi was going to run with us - at least for awhile. She kept open the possibility of taking off later on (she never did). The course this year was different from last year's due to snow and the flooding we'd had in the last month. It ended up being the perfect combination of mud, snow, streams, mud, logs, clear trail, mud, puddles, mud, and fir bough-strewn trail. Did I mention the mud?
It seemed that the finish line appeared too soon. We were still having fun and I almost hated to see it end. The food spread was good, the fires felt great. We changed and warmed up and ate while waiting for the 50K runners to come in. I loved watching the 50K runners come in with their dogs. I talked to Allison for quite awhile about running and dogs. The sun came out. What a wonderful day. Nice!
I had promised Michelle I'd run with her this race and I was glad for that. It'd be fun and energizing and we'd just take it easy. As we started it seemed that Abi was going to run with us - at least for awhile. She kept open the possibility of taking off later on (she never did). The course this year was different from last year's due to snow and the flooding we'd had in the last month. It ended up being the perfect combination of mud, snow, streams, mud, logs, clear trail, mud, puddles, mud, and fir bough-strewn trail. Did I mention the mud?
It seemed that the finish line appeared too soon. We were still having fun and I almost hated to see it end. The food spread was good, the fires felt great. We changed and warmed up and ate while waiting for the 50K runners to come in. I loved watching the 50K runners come in with their dogs. I talked to Allison for quite awhile about running and dogs. The sun came out. What a wonderful day. Nice!
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