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2006 Race Across America Champion

3043 mile non-stop bike race from Oceanside, CA to Atlantic City, NJ

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135 mile foot race across Death Valley

2008 3rd Female, 7th Overall

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Ultraman is a 6.2 mile swim, 261 mile bike and 52.4 mile run

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Combined time of Furnace Creek 508 and Badwater Ultramarathon

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4000 kilometer non-stop Tour de France course

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508 mile bike race across Death Valley

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August 31st, 2011 Posted in Shanna's Blog Entries |



This bike race is a race around Switzerland.   The race is 1000k ( 620 miles) with close to 50, 000 feet of climbing.   I predicted this to be one of the hardest races to do even over Ultraman.    I never got the chance to find out.

Ultracycling is more complicated than most races.  The logistics can be a pain in the butt and there is more that goes into these races then just riding the bike.    I have a vehicle that is supposed to be following me that takes care of me and provides me with my food, lights, and anything else a cyclist might need.  I consider us a team and it takes a good crew and rider to get to the finish.   Oh…yeah……a good vehicle and computer for GPS help too.   I had a great crew and I felt strong as well but at this race there were other problems that were out of my hands.

I always have two laptops at most of my races since staying on route is crucial.   Markus (my fiancé) had his dad volunteer to be one of my crew members.   He was bringing his computer.   I only took my computer planning on downloading the route into it.  The idea of using my computer failed since the disk would not download into the computer.   I figured we would be fine and should be ok with one GPS.   I was sooooo wrong……

The day before the race Markus and my crew were all out getting our crew vehicles ready.   Markus (my fiancé) was doing the race as well.   I had only planned on using a converter I brought from the states that would plug into a cigarette lighter.  The converter was small and would be enough to power up a laptop and charge a night riding light if needed.  I don’t like to many things charging in the car for fear that things might happen. 

Markus’s crew and two of my crew members had all been having crew meetings before I arrived.  They had better plans for wiring up the car.   One of Markus’s best friends is an electrical engineer as a profession.   They had plans of setting up a small refrigerator and having an extra battery.  I came out into the parking lot the day before the race and my car was wired with all kinds of stuff.  I felt like a bitch when I was asking what was going on.  I then became calm when I found out that Yens was really a professional electrical engineer.  Markus’s crew was trying to take care of me.   I do drink lots of milk and cold milk was going to be nice if it worked.  Europe does not have ice so keeping things cold can be a problem.  I decided not to sweat out about it.   I was still worried.  Sometimes the simpler you keep things the better.

My crew was awesome.   I had a girl named Nora (Markus’s colliegue he studied with), Detlif (Markus’s dad), and then Anthony White (pro cyclist from home).   Anthony was going to be the guy to take care of my nutrition. Anothny could speak the English and knew how to mix all my hammer stuff, since sometimes the language barrier can be a problem.   I had a great crew and we were all prepared to kick some butt.   I was feeling really great myself.  I was ready to race!

Tortour-  A prelude lap of 1.2 miles was ridden the day before to determine a start time.   The start was a staggered start since we were starting in the middle of the night.   At night for safety reasons the crew vehicle is always behind the rider so it makes since that we would not start all at once.  I was the 3rd girl to go off.  My speed was pretty darn fast but I could not tell how fast until daylight came.   When I came into a town I noticed that my speedometer said 23 miles per hour.  That was too fast for the beginning of a 600 mile race.   I decided to back off the speed a little.  

Anthony went to sleep as soon as the race started.   I was getting bottles from the crew but at about 80 miles my stomach was feeling a little bloated.   I wanted Anthony to sleep so I did not bother him but I probably should have woken him up.   I call the shots on the nutrition but my crew logs it all and with the info they give me I can decide what I need next.   I use my hammer products and milk when I race.    The milk I use is the small 2 cup servings you get out of the convenience stores.    At this race I would have a 24 ounce bottle given to me…no wonder I was getting bloated.   I was so ready for Anthony to wake up.   Finally he did and I got a chance to ask him to figure up my calorie count.    My recipe calls for 200-250 an hour… more….or less.   Anothny let me know that I had taken in about 1500 calories.  I usually don’t like to do the math so I just asked him to let me know if I was between 200 and 250.   The response was….”about 250.”   Now that the race is over I know that that was closer to 400 but at the time I did not try to figure it out.   I had already decided to take less in based on how I was feeling.   I quit taking in anything to let the stomach settle.  I knew the mountains were coming and needed to get back on track.

Markus caught up to me so I was getting to ride back and forth with my fiancé.  It was kind of fun……I was planning on dropping him in the mountains.   We were starting our first climb.   My crew was sitting parked on the first switchback.  I was just going to ask them for more gels and a bottle.   Before I was able to speak Markus’s dad was yelling some German to Markus.   After this my crew vehicle left and went the other direction.   Markus told me that his crew vehicle had broken down and it was the gear box. This pretty much meant his race was over.  I did not want him to give up and so long as he was riding close to me it was not going to hurt if he kept riding as long as possible.   I told him I would share my crew so that he could keep going.   This was his first ultra cycling race with a crew behind him and I did not want him to have to quit so soon in the race.  

The crew was gone for a while and I did not have any water or gels.  Markus also had a knee bothering him so I was climbing better than him and the gap between us was getting bigger.  I felt so bad for him but needed to keep going.   I ended up bumming some water off a crew and later got a gel from another crew.   I was out of nutrition.   It was 55 minutes before is saw my crew again.  Anthony got out and handed me a bottle of hammer nutrition.   I asked how Markus was and if he would go back and make sure he kept him going and gave him some food. Woops….  I forgot to grab some gels and that is what I ahd planned on using for my calories until my stomach settled.   It was another 45 minutes or so before Anthony came back.   He had a bottle of milk with him ready.   Once again I forgot to get some gels from him.   He told me that I had about 25 miles of more climbing coming.   It was always on the tip of my tongue to ask for gels but in such a short time I would always forget to ask.   My tank was getting empty and the last thing I wanted to drink was milk on a climb. 

I was still riding good but not as strong as I was in the beginning of the race.   I love my crew being with me and was missing them.  My crew showed up at the top of the 25 mile climb before the downhill. Anthony had realized that I did not have any gels.  I was now stocked with gels…..yipee.   I caught up to a one armed guy that had completed RAAM in 2003….what a hero.   We chatted some and then I passed him.   I was riding with the same group of riders for a while.   WE did get spread out at one time and that was when I got off course.   Since I did not have my crew I did not have a way of knowing the route.  If I got to a round-a-bout I would wait until a crew vehicle or rider came by to see which way to turn.   I did this on one occasion and followed a team crew vehicle right off course.   I did eventually bump back into the same riders on course I was around but when  I did….i knew I ahd been off course.   I did not know what to do but I figured I would wait for the crew to make a decision.   I kept riding wondering if I was going to get DQed and not knowing what to do.

I rode into a what I thought was a time station.   The time stations were busy with team riders and had a guy directing traffic.   I was looking and asking for a check point but then assumed that since no one responded that …..the place I was at was for team parking.   I rode through this area and started up a mountain.  Something told me that this was not right.  I stopped and tried to call Anthony but could not get signal.   I rode back to the parking area and hollered enough that someone directed me to the check point.  I got more bonus miles.   I bummed some water at the checkpoint.   Just as I left the checkpoint I saw my crew coming backwards on the course.   They had missed me while I was off course and had to call the race organization to find out where I was. All of us riders had trackers on us….thank goodness.   Anthony gave me another bottle and let me know that Markus and I were getting to spread out and that it was getting more difficult to crew.   He was 25 minutes back.  This is why I was not seeing my crew for an hour each time.  I was not upset and glad Markus was still moving.

Anothny and the crew left to go back to Markus.   It was not long after that that I really got off course.   I got to a round-a-bout and waited for some race vehicle to come by.   I waited for 20 minutes and knew I had goofed up.  I got my phone out and text Anthony that is was time to pick Markus up.  He text back that Markus was already in the car.  My phone rang and it was Markus asking me if I knew where I was.  They had to figure out where I was but eventually they caught up to me.   I had waited 25 minutes at a shell station.   I would have loved to buy some food and fuel up but did not have any money.  When I asked for a rest room I got a funny look.  I figured I was going to need to pay to use the toilet and I did not have any money.   I just had to wait.

My crew and Markus showed up to save me.  They had contacted the race organizer about my concerns in getting off course to find out how to correct the problem.   The news was not so bad.   Since I had paralleled the course the first time I did not need to go back to that point but I did need to ride back to where I got off course the second time.   I was thinking I could hop in the van and ride back to it but I was told it has to be ridden……ok so some more bonus miles… big deal.

Markus said he had some more bad news. The bad news was that the converter had caught on fire under the seat of the van.   Apparantly there was smoke everywhere and Nora nearly burned her legs when the lap top over heated.   I heard it was pretty crazy in the van with all the smoke.   This meant that the lap top with the route on it was out of commission.  I knew at this point that is was going to be a challenge to finish….as if doing 620 miles was not a challenge enough.  

The good thing about Markus joining my crew is that I had a good navigator.   He crewed for me at another crazy race so had some experience.    Even with a good navigator the route was hard to follow with the paper route book we had.   I felt like when we got close to anytime station I was yo-yoing around up and down hills to find the time station or the right road.   It was not that bad but frustraiting for the crew and I.   Anthony got out on his bike and road for about 5 hours as well.   This was nice.  He was not riding with me but was out on the roads getting workout in.  This left more room in the van so one could sleep.  The only thing is that no one could get any sleep even with the extra room since they were having to focus so hard on keeping me on route.  

Anthony was with me one time when we got off course.   We went 5 k down a mountain and almost got on the autobahn.   My crew sent me back up the climb and then decided that I needed to go back down the climb again.   I told Anthony I was not sure how much more of this I could handle.   My crew was doing great with the resources they had.   It was just a lot of stopping and waiting for them to make a decision on which road to take.   Time was ticking and this meant my goal of 46 hours was not looking so good.

Nighttime came and I started to get into a rythme.  The climbs began to get tougher and steeper and this is when I began to ride really strong again.   I have always enjoyed riding in the mountains and loved long climbs.   I was starting to forget about the problems in the day and have fun.  I had my music and lights on my bike and was enjoying the evening.   I could see the full moon on the mountain and was in a zone.   Markus told this one mountain would be steep for 9 miles and then get even steeper for the last part.  I had no idea how long the steeper part was going to be. On this particular climb just as I was thinking it was almost over I saw a car coming from up above on a switchback.  I could see them come down two switchbacks and was hoping that was going to be the top.   It looked so steep.  I was sort of wondering if I could do it.   I slammed a red bull (for caffeine) and put some tunes on.    The switchbacks were fun and they just kept coming.   I never sat down and felt like I was moving pretty fast up the mountain.   I reached the top 10 miles later.  I am not sure how many switchbacks I did but it was more then 2.

When I stopped to change at the top Anthony jumped out of the car and was jumping for joy after watching me climb.  He said I stayed out of the saddle for 10 miles.   This is why I assumed I rode the switchback part of the mountain was 10 miles….not sure the exact facts.  He was so proud of me and so was the crew.   I changed clothes to get ready for the downhill.  Good thing Markus (the fiancé) was there to help dress me…..this was practice for when we get old together. I was not sure how I was going to do on the downhill.   I had memories of crashing at the Race Across the Alps a few years ago and was not sure if I was over the “ chicken blood.”  “Chicken blood” is what I call fear.  

The downhill went great and I was even getting aero between switchbacks.   I was getting an adrenaline rush from hauling ass downhill at night.   I was loving riding the bike and having a great time.  I think that the crew was even sort of enjoying it as well.  We entered another time station.  We did have some problems but I was not that bad.   I had to sit on the side of the road while the crew searched for the road.   Markus got out with me so it was not all bad.   I was in and out of the time station in no time and on my way to another climb that was going to be just as tough as the one prior.


This last climb that I did went just  as great at the climb before it.   I was having a blast and seemed like it did not take long to get to the top.   At the top I asked Nora how long the downhill was.   She let me know it was 10 k.  I figured that I could do that without a full change of clothing and just changed jackets.   I was on a roll.   We took off for the downhill and it was all fun again.   The van honked at me.  They thought I had missed a turn but were mistaken.   I kept descending and followed an official down the mountain.  Later I heard a car horn honking going on and the crew informed me that we had missed the time station.  They saw people up the mountain.   This meant I had to go back up….gosh was I getting tired of this…………

My teeth were chattering since i rode down the mountain with slightly wet clothing.  I got in the van to warm up.  I felt like crap and figured up how many red bulls I had had……oops… was way too many.   My heart was pumping.    I found out that the hardest and coldest climb was yet to come.   I wanted to do the climb but Anthony was showing me that I was going to have 60k of downhill afterwards….just what I needed… crank up the air conditioning. I got back out of the van on the bike hungry to attack the next climb.   I wanted to do the climb…I was more dreading the cold.   It was going to be 30 degrees or so…..I hate cold!

I hopped on the bike and not even 10 yards from the time station there was confusion as to which right to make.   I started getting chilled again and noticed that my sports bra was still a little damp at the seams.   I opted to change clothing.  I changed and was ready to go.   The crew figured out the next turn and then we came to another decision to be made to stay on route.  The crew opted that I go straight.   I went straight into a parking lot.   Detlif got out and was trying to see where we might go with the naked eye.   Markus and Nora were looking at the route book and Anothny was out running around in circles in the parking lot trying to stay awake.  We had already made so many mistakes.  I knew that it was not going to be the end of them either.   This was when I decided that the best decision was to quit.  I consider my crew and I a team so I did meet with them on the subject.   If they demanded that I kept going to would have for the team.   I think the team knew that this was not happening as well.  

Ultra Cycling is hard enough on its own.   The GPS was essential for us.  The crew gets more rest and can focus on the rider when they are not worrying about if we are on route or not.   The crew did not get any rest when they were going back and forth between Markus and I either.  I think I would have finished if I had my second lap top.  I just might have been last.  I have 4 tiny computers at my house and just happened to grab the one that the CD would not download in.  If we had not wired the car up so much then the first GPS system would not have failed.   Hmmmmm……well the list goes on of excuses as to why I did not finish.

 I think that most people would have been throwing their bike with some of the things that happened earlier in the race.   I am proud that I kept my cool and kept going. I knew my shots of winning were gone early in the day when I first got lost but still kept going.   I am still proud of what I have done but at the same time terribly bummed about not finishing the race.   We could have gone on….nothing was physically wrong with me, the van, or the crew. I just did not want to hassle with it anymore.   It is always hard to quit a race….especially when you know that your body is able to.  I felt fine.  Well what can I say……life goes on.  

Will I ride this race again?   I sure would hate for my last ultra cycling race to be a DNF.   I am not so sure if I could train for this again mentally.   The heat was really bad this year and lots of my bike rides were when the temps were over 100 degrees.   i am also getting older….and married.  Maybe plans for a baby in the future.  The bug to do this race and finish is there. If I ever decide to do another ultra cycling race again it will be Tortour.   It was absolutely an amazing race.

Tortour update

August 13th, 2011 Posted in Shanna's Blog Entries |

Lots to blog about but unfortunately neither Markus or i finished.   Markus had a clutch go out in his car.   I shared my  crew for a little while then he fell into my crew.   Sometime before he came on to my crew we had an electical fire in the car.   Not sure the details but the converter and laptop caught on fire.    I went as long as i could without GPS but had to many turn arounds.   Will do a race report soon.    This was one adventure and a really tough course.   As usual I always find some way to have a good time and smile even when things dont go so well.

Time to get some sleep.

Amsterdam 8/9/11

August 11th, 2011 Posted in Shanna's Blog Entries |

Amsterdam 8/9/2011

“Tourist”-  today we played “tourist.”   Since we were so close to Amsterdam last night we just decided to go ahead and visit Amsterdam.  I have seen it several times but Markus and Anthony have not.   WE got a cheap motel and thought it would be close to the center of town but found out it was not.  Markus did not have a map and was trying to use his Iphone……it worked but made for an interesting trip.

The hotel was a best western and seemed to be pretty nice.   We got 3 beds and so Markus and I pushed two of them together.  I slept in the crack.   We had people coming in our room all night.   The receptionist must have been giving our room out to everyone.   We would hear the door open and then we would hear a voice “ohhh sorry.”  The person would leave so we never bothered getting up.  

This morning we went to do a canal cruise.   It took us a while to find the place and park.   We should have had a map.    We had a nice time on the canal ride and saw almost all of Amsterdam sitting on our butts.   I like the idea of sitting before a race.   After the canal cruise we had to go check out the “red light” district and a coffee house.   The red light district is the place for hookers to work.   The windows have red lights around them and girls standing in the window.   When the light is off and the curtains are closed they are busy.   We got our kicks checking out the culture of Amsterdam.  Out of curiosity Anthony had to ask one “how much?” We found out that is was 50 Euro a piece…meaning she would play with all 3 of us.   Don’t worry we did nothing.   We actually almost ran from her.

Last stop before we left was a “coffee shop.”  I have been in one before.   I mistakenly walked into one thinking I could use the internet and found people sitting on couches getting high on marijuana.   I never found the internet and freaked when I found out what a coffee shop was in Amsterdam.  We just took a peek at the same one.   It was mid-day so not much was going on.   We were handed a menu when we walked in.   Yep…you could by hash, brownies, and pot.   It looked like she was even making some tea out of marijuana.  We took a picture of the menu and then left.   I am sure this is what other riders do before a race….visit the hookers and coffee shops.




Tortour 8/11/11

August 11th, 2011 Posted in Shanna's Blog Entries |  this is the website to follow me on.   I am pretty sure there will be live tracking.  For those of you back home ….you can click on the british flag up in the corner and get something you might understand.   i am feeling good and ready to go.

Switzerland-   yesterday we had a long day driving here to switzerland.   It took us 7 hours …thank goodness we did not wait until today to get here.    All day today has been pretty relaxed.   right now it is 630n and i am supposed to be going to sleep so i can get up at 1am.   My race starts at 3 am….how exciting is that.

Prolog-   this afternoon we had a prolog.   i guess a porlog is some way of determining a start position so we are not all going off at once.   It was just over a half mile and all uphill.   the plan was to take it easy but there waa too much hollering and stuff to just dilly dally.  It started at one of the most beautiful waterfalls in Switzerland.  i cant wait to post some pictures.

The race- I am ready to rock-n-roll.  The weather is going to be great too.   i did not bring any short sleeve jersys so it looks like i will be in a  tank top.   We still have the mountains that will get down to 30 at night…just so happens to be when we will be going through them.   It is going to be a nice race….i can just feel it.


August 9th, 2011 Posted in Shanna's Blog Entries |



The flight- the flight was horrible and Delta airlines are officially on my “doodoo” list after this trip.   Anthony and I boarded the plane on Friday morning for our first attempt to get to Germany.   Our flight never left DFW .  Delta would never change our intermarry until late that evening.   We did not get back to our houses until 8pm Friday night and needed to leave by 430 the next morning to catch our new flights.  

On Saturday I woke up to no water.   I planned to take a quick shower but the city turned the water off for maintenance.   No shower?  Yuck…what a way to start the day off.   So off we went again to the airport.  Anthony’s poor girlfriend had to ruin her weekend sleep for us.    WE checked and the first flight went ok.    I knew I was not going to have a window seat.   I let Anthony have it knowing I was going to get my window on the next flight.  Let me tell you…….i love window seats.  I can sleep with no problem with a down pillow and a wall.  I was looking forward to the 8 hour flight from Atlanta to Germany.   We had a 6 hour layover in Atlanta.   Anthony snuck out of the airport to eat lunch with his granddad and I sat in a massage chair…dreaming of my window seat.   When we boarded the plane we discovered that E was not a window seat.  I was instantly pissed at the delta guy that assured me it was when I questioned him about it.  BS….this was when I got pissed off.   Just before takeoff some people asked the flight attendant something and she led them to some seats in the back.   I did not take one minute and I jumped into the seat…just in case it was going to be empty.  What was Delta going to do…kick me out of the seat? It was worth a try.   It worked…I got my window seat and I could see the jealousy in Anthony’s eyes.   He also envied my down pillow.   I got some sleep….thank goodness.    I had a busy week with massages and had not had a goodnights sleep in a while.  I was feeling like I was getting sick.   I slept the entire flight and it was great!

Germany-  Markus (the fiancé) greeted us at the airport.  He was a sight for sore eyes.   We dropped Anthony off at Nora’s (my crew member) apartment in Dusseldorf.   Nora was going to take Anthony to his road race.   Markus and I headed to his house for a family party.  I got 30 minutes to get ready and was then greeted with 30 family members all anxious to meet who Markus was marrying.   Sure wish I knew German but I will in time.   The party started at 10:30am and the last of the family left at 9:30.  I had to sneak a nap in while the party was going on.  It was lots of fun.

Markus and I were planning to go to bed and Anthony came crashing through the door.   We were up late talking about his pro race.   He had fun and was all smiles.   We all went to bed around 11.





August 6th, 2011 Posted in Shanna's Blog Entries |

Tortour-  the race is still on…..i think.    I have been in heavy training and feel ready.   Yesterday i was supposed to fly out but spent all day at the Dallas airport.  the plane had a mechanical and never got fixed.    I got to come home and sleep with my puppies again and will  try teh same schedule today.   Today already started off great.   The city has turned the water off…..yuck.  it will be 3 days with no shower by the time i get to Europe.    I did use some bottled water but i could only take so much of the cold.    Talk about waking up.   What is funny is that i usually just keep the botttled water at room temp but for some reason i decided to put all of it in the frig……..BRRRRR!

I am ok with the new change in flights but Anthoney, my crew, is the one who really got screwed.   He was going to do his first European pro race on Sunday.   We now arrive at 7am sunday morning and his race is at 430……i think he should do it anyway.   i know i would.  i am hoping he changes his mind.   The anxiety at the airport after 8 hours yesterday was up….

More updates on Tortour.

Tortour (1000k Race Around Switzerland)

June 9th, 2011 Posted in Shanna's Blog Entries |

So this was off the list last week.  i was not sure if i had a full crew and did not really want to do the training.   I was sort of training without a real goal so some of the spark was gone from the workouts.    My coach told me to think about a goal last weekend.   I was starting a plan b of sprint races and getting married……wait a minute.   Marriage was the main goal above all the races.

I was telling one of my cleints/friends…Anothony White a Cat 1-2 road racer that i was leaning towards not doing the race and before i got my sentence out of my mouth….he was volunteering crewing and getting his flight.   all i could think was ….oh gosh…is he for real.   i figured that maybe he was bluffing and while on my short touring like ride on Saturday he called and asked me the dates.   i led him to the website.    Sunday night he was texting questions and I let him know the flights were at 12k.  i got no reply.  i figured things had changed.   i woke up monday morning with a text saying “you better get your butt training.”  i had mixed emotions but got sort of excited so now i have a flight to Tortour and it is on the list.  The miles will start now and from now until August the training will be hell.   The training is not really hell but all the time it takes is…..Tortour here we come.   i am still waiting for Anthony to get his flight……in the meantime i check flights 2x a day hoping for a cheaper ticket.

This weekend-  so i have a good friend with a plane that will be here tomorrow and the plan was to fly into Mena, arkansas and do one really hard route….that is until i spoke with the coach.    I have 140 miles and my friend has 120 miles and a  run afterwards.    it would not be fair to do this route that is 15000 ft of climbing each way….that is in about 50 miles.   tortour is 50000 in 620 miles just to give you an idea of hwo hard Arkansas would be.    I tried to get my coach to get  off the idea of miles and convert to time but he was reluctant.    So Tim and I will be going to a mountain called Mount Scott and try to find a route.  i hate riding in an unknown area but looks like it would be better to do this route for Tims sake……he is doing Ironman Lake Placid that only had 6000 ft of climbing.    Maybe my fiance and I can go do Arkansas in a couple of weekswe will see.      I will do lots of hill repeats on mount scott to try to get some mountain climbing in.   i have to get some mountains in if i think i am going to do Switzerland.

cycling-  so it is time to try to get fast but training for Tortour might get in the way for a while.   i am finally working with a coach.   his name is rich and he has trainers at his house.  i did my first power test this week.  i was so excited and my outlook on training changed.    I hate to go hard but i need to get some speed in my legs….what for…..well ultraman …what else?    After tortour the junk long miles will be no more.   i am so looking forward to my workouts with Rich.   Will keep ya posted.

I Love Fort Worth!!!

June 2nd, 2011 Posted in Shanna's Blog Entries |

Fort Worth-  I have not even been in Fort Worth 2 years but i know i love this place.   I am building a great business and really loving it here.   My clients are not really just clients….they are more like friends and i am really getting to know a great bunch of people through my training and work.   I have some new cleints coming in that are really cool.  i also have a great house that I love.   Not so sure if the puppies are liking the heat but as far as i can tell they love me working at home.    It took me a long time to move from Lubbock and i think it is one of the best things i ever did.   i am just hoping Markus (the fiance) feels the same way.

Tortour-  gosh this race is up in the air for me.    i know i can do it but not sure if i have a crew put together and not so sure if i want to force teh issue.   Markus has been searching for crew and has some that will be getting back to him.    If i dont do Tortour i wont have my feelings hurt.   So strange…usually i am so stuck on doing races no matter what but right now i am really ok going with the flow.  Doing some shorter races locally wont hurt my feelings a bit.   This weekend is not going to be long training for me.  i have a wedding to go to.If i dont have a crew by next weekend then i will have to make a decision for or against tortour.  Markus is going to do the race and will be over here in a couple of weeks.   i will most likely train with him to be supportive but i might not do the same milage.   Some nice sprint tris and olympic distance races will be nice to do for a change.   Will keep ya posted.

600 k ride report…

May 31st, 2011 Posted in Shanna's Blog Entries |

600k-  wow what a ride!   It was hot and windy and a very long day.    I felt good most of the day and in the beginning i was riding with some of the people doing the 200k.    I sort of figured it was stupid that i was riding ahead of them so i would stop and wait on occasion.    It was a good bunch to be riding with and Gary Goliff..gotlive…or however you spell it was the machine again.   He was the one organizing the ride and was like a little daddy making sure everyone was ok.   he was riding a tandom with his pretty wife so he is usually a bit slower. when gary is on his single bike i am usualy in for too hard of a ride.

  I think i might need to have markus (the fiance) do some rides with Gary while he is on the tandom.  Gary can show him how to take care of me like he does Dana (th wife).  Gary had a tandom made so that each pedal system is separate….this means dana does not have to pedal all the time.   She can rest if she needs to but she really doesn’t.   It got really hot and we had a head wind most of the day.   Two of us would get into the stores and then wait for the others to come in.  Next thing you knew the group was down to 5 riders…two on a tandom.   It took us 8 hours to get 100 miles in.   I was sort of freaking out about how long the ride was taking us but trying to keep my cool,.  I wanted to have two consective hard rides in with a full nights sleep.  There was no way that was going to happen.   We were way behind schedule.    I felt good and was riding good pretty much the entire day.  We had enought stops that my nutrition was dead on and i was feeling better then i thought i would.   When we got a tail wind it was really nice.   the only problem with taking so long for the ride is that i was not sure if i was going to have enough lights to get home on.,  i did not bring a back up and my light was only good for 4 hours.   Thsi guy jeremy rode with me in the end and we got ahead of the others.  i was on a mission to get back to the hotel.  the other tw0 bikes rolled in right not long after.   We did 225 miles and it was a tough day.   tough enough that i decided not to ride the next day.   I actually made the decision not to ride the next day at about 9pm when we still had another 4 hours to finish the first day.   I looked at the wind for sunday and it was worse.   Jeremy got a text from his dad informing him that Dallas/fort worth had 6500 power outages. I decided that my ride was getting drug out longer then planned.  i never rode into the night when i trained for RAAM either.    The idea of two quality rides with longer sleep was gone.    I did get my training in and rode better then i expected.   I expected to feel worse after 200 miles but felt ok…ok enough to give massages on Sunday after little sleep.

As for the the randonnuers.   i admire all of them.  i am not sure how many stuck it out fo the second day but i did talk to Gary Sunday night and he sounded like a spring chicken.   He was planning to ride anotehr 200k on Monday…not sure who joined him but i think his wife was with him the entire time.  these guys are junkies that i really admire and they are all so tough.  i have done this particular 600k before….it was my first one if i remember right.  i dont think i ever was out so long but we did not always have such bad weather conditions.   I moved away from Lubbock to get away from the wind and it followed me.

just to give you an idea.  two of my buddies that were doing the 200k said they saw 114 or 116 on their bike computers….i know it did not get that hot but who knows next to the pavement.   I think i was doing ok with the heat.  Overall it was a good day even if i did not do the second day.  i am on a mission to make as much money as possible these days.

RATS!!-  not sure what is in my attick but i have another cittter back playing.   I will admit that i am too chicken to go into the attick.    I dont have a ladder tall enough but will most likely have to tend to this tomorrow.  i like to think i am tough but not that tough.  i had this problem last year and ended up just putting out some rat stuff and it took care of the problem.   This problem sounds like a squirrel…..or worse…a possem.


May 27th, 2011 Posted in Shanna's Blog Entries |

600k.- so this weekend is going to be super hot.  i usually like the heat but after all the rain and stuff the humidity is going to be crazy!   i am ready to ride and the van is loaded up.   the four doggies are all going to Authors for the weekend.   it took more time packing all their stuff up then my stuff.    I love my little doggies and hate to see them go.  i will miss sleeping with them.   This afternoon i had a break and just layed around with them for a bit.   It was sooo nice!

wedding plans-  so my life and Marcus’s life is like a roller coaster.    Looks like his job is ending sooner then we thought.  the origianl plan was for him to come over next year but looks like it will be in August.   no sense in him sitting over in Germany.   Just when you think you have things planned out things change.   I am excited about it.   The puppies will not be so crazy about it but they will adjust.