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November 2015

6-12-24 World TT Championships - Borrego Springs, CA

World 24-Hour TT Champion


Results:

Thanks to my loyal sponsors: Bianchi USA, Riopelle Sports Medicine San Ramon CA, Vuelta USA, Cardo Communications, Bell Helmets, Lodi Bicycle Shop, Recovery Pump.

Thanks to my crew for their time, dedication and encouragement: Audrey Thomaston and Lan Tran.

The Largest Field Ever!

I love the desert. Borrego Springs with its eclectic ambiance is the perfect venue for the 6-12-24 World TT Championship. A highly competitive international field and the largest in the history of the race made up the roster. There were 11 countries represented in a field of 46 racers in the solo 24-hour race on standard bikes, the race in which I participated.

Pre-Race Preparation in the Pit

Preparing for the Start - RAAM Photo

Apart from winning, my goal for 24 hours was 450 miles, my secondary goal was the course record (420 miles). I always look to the men's field to provide opportunities to push myself beyond what I think I can do. I wanted to place as high as I could in the overall solo field.

We arrived in Borrego Springs on Thursday evening. After settling in we went out to eat. I am careful about what I order the evening before a race, but I ended up sick on Friday morning. Not racing was not an option and I was only mildly ill. I figured if I rested all day then I should be fine for the start at 6:00pm Friday evening. I was okay for the race, but my recovery has been harder than usual since I pushed while not being 100% healthy.

There seemed to be chaos as I was preparing to start. I made an error in judgement choosing my starting clothing, but being plagued by interruptions and people asking me questions, I did not think properly about what I should wear. The temperature was not going to get warmer, I should have started with at least legwarmers and arm warmers, but I started with just the arms. This would prove to haunt me for at least a week following the event.


The Race Starts at 6:00 PM

The Start of the 24-Hour TT - RAAM Photo


The countdown: 5, 4, 3, 2, 1. . .GO! The race was on! I wanted to stay close to the fastest guys for the first lap and flew to complete it in a tad over 49 minutes, a full five minutes ahead of the nearest woman. My focused shifted completely to the men's race at this point, I wanted to outdistance as many of them as I could.

The Red-Guy Provides Motivation

On the second lap, I slowly closed a gap on a rider with a distinctive configuration of tail lights: one solid on his helmet, one small flashing on his seat pack and another yellow and red pulsing on his seat post. Before passing him, I rode his pace slightly behind him, I did not want to pass, only to be repassed immediately. I rested a bit, then proceeded to pass him. He had on red outerwear, I could not see his number in the darkness. I could tell by his glance that the red-guy was not pleased with being passed and I am sure once he figured out I was a woman, that added to his angst. I pressed hard to discourage him from challenging me. I could see the gap between us opening in my mirror. I settled into my pace. I could see headlights in the distance behind me and tail lights in the distance in front of me. I made it my purpose to close in on the lights in front of me. Focused on the front, I did not see the lights of the red-guy approaching me, but he gathered up a head of steam and passed me in such a way that I could not answer. He disappeared into the mass of other red lights and then into the darkness.


Riding through the Pit - RAAM Photo


Coming into Christmas Circle I could communicate with my crew, I would tell them what I would need on the next lap; they had what I requested the lap before or I would simply ride on through. Shortly after the pit on about the tenth lap, I spotted the distinctive light pattern of the red-guy in the distance. I kept an eye on his lights and paced off of him. It seemed we were well-matched at that point in the race. I kept him in view for the entire lap, he disappeared into the pit and I never saw him again.

A Colder than Expected Night

During the night, unbeknownst to me, the temperature dropped into the 30s. To me cold is cold, the forecast said the low temperature would be in the high 40s, so that is what I thought it was. I was quite cold, but told myself that I would not take the time for more clothing until a potty stop, then I could maximize the time in the pit. Lap after lap, I went around, my fingers would freeze but I knew where there were warm pockets of air, these spots were at least ten degrees warmer that other parts. I looked forward to the 'warmth' of these sections. I did not stop, I did not have to. My fingers were so cold, I almost cried, but I did not want my tears to make me colder. My perseverance is a gift. . .or a curse. To this day, a week later, my fingers are still numb; nerve damage takes a while to recover.


Starry Night with Seana Hogan - Pat Enright Photo


The Crew Provides Essential Support

I anxiously awaited the sunrise and the warmth that the sun would surely bring. At 6:00 am, 12 hours into the race, I had ridded 222 miles. It was not enough to achieve my first goal, I had lost time to the cold. Would I have ridden faster and made up the time for the stop if I would have taken the time to put on warm clothes? I do not know, but I am sure I would not have numb fingers as I type this. The day brought on the 12-hour racers; I was about one third of the way around my 13th lap when they started so it was not long before the faster of these riders caught me. I finally stopped for a potty break and that would be my only stop lasting longer than a minute.


Audrey Crewing in the Pit - RAAM Photo


Lan Crewing in the Pit - RAAM Photo


Transition from the Long Course to the Short

After 20 laps, I figured that the record was completely do-able, but I really could not waste any time and I must press forward, focused on the goal, so that I could put miles in the bank in case something unexpected came up. If I could finish 23 laps before the bell rang for the switch to the short course, that would give me over an hour to finish three laps of that course.


Into the Pit - RAAM Photo


Victory

I managed all of this: in 24 hours I completed 23 laps of the long loop and 3 laps of the short loop for a total of 428.4 miles, solo. A new overall women's course record.


Lan Tran, Seana Hogan, Audrey Thomaston - Pat Enright Photo



The Champion! - RAAM Photo


Recognition at the Awards Banquet


The Awards Banquet - RAAM Photo


I was the first woman! The 24-Hour World TT Champion! In the solo field of 46 international riders, I was eighth overall and the third American! What a great way to end a racing year!


Two Hours After the Race - RAAM Photo


Amanada Knutson and Seana Hogan at the Awards Banquet - RAAM Photo


Thanks to my loyal sponsors:







September 2015

Silver State 508 - Reno, NV

Bianchi Intenso


Results:

Thanks to my loyal sponsors: Bianchi USA, Riopelle Sports Medicine San Ramon CA, Vuelta USA, Cardo Communications, Bell Helmets, Lodi Bicycle Shop, Recovery Pump.

Thanks to my crew for their time, dedication and encouragement: Jeff Hughes, Tom Guevara, and Elisabeth Guevara.

Deciding to Race the Silver State 508 in 2015

It was August 11 when I decided to race the 2015 version of the 508. I knew that it would be challenging only three weeks after the HooDoo 500, but hey, life is short! Last year, I DNF'ed due to the extreme cold during the night. I checked the forecast for towns along the route and determined that last year's cold was an anomaly. This turned out to not be so, but that's another story. My crew of three: Jeff Hughes who has joined me for several races including RAAM 2013; Tom and Elisabeth Guevara, known for their support, racing and dedication to ultra cycling with a 508 team record under their belt.


Jeff, Seana, Elisabeth, Tom - Chris Kostman photo


Race Goals:

Seana Hogan, AKA Hoopoe - Elisabeth Guevara photo


Van preparation.

My husband, Pat Enright, usually helps me prepare the van before the start of my races even if he is not crewing. For this race he was out of town on business, so most of the prep work I had to do alone. Jeff arrived a couple of hours early to help load the van and install the bike rack. Jeff and I set out for Reno around noon on Friday. We met Tom and Elisabeth around 3:00 and headed out to the Atlantis Resort to get checked-in and to get the van inspected.


The Support Van, Race Ready. - Elisabeth Guevara photo


Pre-Race Meeting

Chris Kostman, the race director, gives a history of the race, provides last minute instructions on routing and rules. The room is filled with nervous anticipation for the adventure that lay ahead for the racers and crews. This is the one and only time all of the race participants are together so it is a reunion of sorts as many are repeat entrants and crew. The rookies have no clue what to expect. We saw lots of friends, old and new.


Chris Kostman and Gumby.


Pre-race Group. - Elisabeth Guevara photo


Start Line

On the start line I saw Rob Morlock whom I have not seen for several years. RAAM creates an inexplicable brother/sisterhood that we all cherish. Rob and I spoke with complete familiarity due to this unique relationship having competed in RAAM together over the last twenty years.


Seana Hogan Start. - Elisabeth Guevara Photo


Neutral start

Last year this race for me was the first after the stem-cell procedure on my knee, I was not fully trained and my expectations were low. This year, the race was scheduled two weeks earlier so it fell less than ideally in my calendar. I would have liked four weeks between HooDoo and the 508, but I only had three. I was unsure of how I would feel but, as usual, I set my goals high. I felt good on the neutral start, although I am always nervous at the beginning of a race.


Neutral Start. - Chris Kostman Photo


The Race Begins

With the left turn from Equestrian Road onto Highway 341 toward Geiger Grade, the racers ascend to Virginia City. On this climb, a lot of racers jockey for position and tend to go too hard. My focus was to get to the top as fast as possible without expending too much energy. It makes no sense to give it all on the first climb of such a long race.


Seana Hogan Start. - Elisabeth Guevara Photo


Chris Kostman Photo


Once racers hit the Geiger Summit, the course descends into Virginia City through small herds of wild horses. A traffic accident caused a slight route detour of the course onto Six Canyons Road.


Six Canyons Descent

This fast fun descent terminates at Highway 50 where the crew can now join the racers. My crew took my self-support tool pack at the corner and off I went with them in leap-frog mode!


Onto Highway 50 - Elisabeth Guevara Photo


Silver City TS1

I had the goal of breaking the women's overall record. Sarah Cooper went out quite hard last year in setting the record. I knew that I could not race that fast and still hope to finish strong. I figured if I paced myself properly, I could slowly gain on her splits as the race progressed. At Silver City, I was 11 minutes behind record pace.


Elisabeth Guevara Photo


Fallon TS2

By Fallon, I had fallen 19 minutes behind pace, but I still felt confident as I know my strength is my consistency. The next time station is over 106 miles away with two minor climbs and with one major ascent. A lot can happen in this much time.


Sand Springs Pass and Drummond Summit

It was on these two climbs that I realized how much better condition I am in this year. Last year these hills seemed long and steep. They were a breeze to get over and I hardly noticed them as being difficult at all.


Elisabeth Guevara Photo


Carrol Summit and Descent

About forty-five miles from the Fallon time station the course veers off Highway 50 onto Highway 772, the highway of the Carrol Summit. The rolling up before the actual climb seemed shorter and less arduous than last year. As the climb approached I was surprised to see that the beautiful landscape had been scorched by a recent fire. I was beginning to catch other riders and I felt strong. The course descends on the rough road onto a rolling section of more rough road until the right turn onto Highway 50 toward Austin.


Crew in Action at Hwy 772. - Elisabeth Guevara photo


Hightway 772. - Elisabeth Guevara Photo


Burnt. - Elisabeth Guevara Photo


Austin TS3

I arrived at this time station 28 minutes off of the record pace, but I remained confident. I felt very good and strong. I knew the terrain that lay ahead, I knew the record split to the next time station and I figured this would be where I would start putting time on the record, continuing at the same level of effort I had been riding.


Austin Climb - Elisabeth Guevara Photo


Austin climb

This is a difficult climb and I rode it just to get to the top: no big effort, just getting there. Here I passed the sharp tandem team of Vargas and Hoechlin. Last year I passed them out on the flats before Austin. I could tell they were on their way to a personal best since I knew I was much stronger than last year.


REV Tandem - Roehl Caragao photo


Darkness

On the 'Bob Scott' summit, we mounted lights and prepared for darkness. It began to get cold, but I did not want to stop before the time station to put on warmer clothes. About 16 miles from Eureka, coming the other way I saw Dave Haase tearing up the course in the rando division. We needed to gas the van, so three miles from the Eureka, my crew went forward to get gas and to prepare for a stop to don warmer clothes.


Darkness - Elisabeth Guevara Photo


Eureka TS4

I rolled into Eureka 16 minutes off record pace. In my mind, this was the turning point; I figured I could gain and catch the record at my current pace. The crew was waiting at the turn-around, but when I discovered that two of the men in front of me were stopped there, I changed my mind. I decided that I would put on warmer clothes 10 miles on the other side of Eureka. I was in second place overall now.


Clothes Change

I stopped to change clothes and take care of personal matters 10 miles past Eureka. Spotted Dog passed me as I stopped, so when I resumed I was in third place overall. I continued all the way to the Austin climb with Spotted Dog's lights in sight. Using landmarks, I could determine that he was between ten and fifteen minutes in front of me.


Still Cold.. - Elisabeth Guevara Photo


Cold Austin Climb

It began to get very cold on the climb to Austin. I had flash-backs from last year when I had to stop here due to the cold. This year was not different. I do not train outside in temperatures lower than 50 degrees, so temps in the 40s feel very cold and temps in the 30s are unbearable. I made it to the top but not before my muscles rebelled in the cold. They just do not work! My legs felt like frozen slabs of immovable meat.


Austin TS5

I was now 21 minutes off pace and I was very frustrated by the cold. I should have stopped to put on warmer clothing, but I did not know the temperature and thought that it would get better after the descent.


Hypothermic Descent

I was so cold I was shaking uncontrollably on the bike. I could not feel my fingers and my legs were not cooperating. I stopped to get in the van to warm up and put on more clothes. My clothes were not sufficient to combat these temperatures in the low 30s (some people reported 27). Lesson learned: next year new cold-weather clothing since what I have, except for gloves and toe covers, is over 20 years old (yes, I am thrifty!).


Temps in the 30s for hours.


Muscles Seized in Cold

My muscles would not work, so I had given up both mentally and physically. I wanted to quit because I was so miserably cold and my leg muscles ached. I told myself to make it to the top of the Carrol Summit and decide there if I would stop. As I approached the steeper climbing near to top, my muscles completely rebelled, 0.8 from the top I could not ride any further, my legs were so cold they could not push sufficiently. I sat in the van for a time and decided to at least walk with my bike up the hill. I had no more clothes to put on and I felt like the Michelin Man. I dreaded the descent, I was going to freeze! My crew told me that quitting was not an option and, deep down, I did not want to stop. I wanted to finish this race no matter what!


Painfully cold muscles. - Elisabeth Guevara photo


The Sun

As the descent progressed the sun rose, more and more the shadows in the canyons yielded to sunlight. Slowly, it was getting warmer, but I had lost so much time! Although truly frustrated, determination took hold and I knew that I would finish.


The sun rises. - Elisabeth Guevara photo


Fallon TS6

Realistically, the record was out of reach. I arrive 1 hour and 14 minutes slower than the record pace.


Silver City TS7

Again, once the temperature rose, I could ride my pace again. I managed to gain 23 minutes on the record pace; I arrived at the time station just 51 minutes off of the record.


Warm and Feeling Good. - Elisabeth Guevara photo


Climb up Six Canyons and Geiger summit

This climb proved to be quite difficult. My Bianchi Intenso with compact crank saved me and my legs. The cold had seared my lungs and I experienced what felt like asthma. I could not get enough oxygen and a coughing attack loomed. I had to stop to use my inhaler so that I could breathe.
I was so happy to reach the top, switch to my Bianchi Infinito and cruise down into Reno!


Entering Six Canyons. - Elisabeth Guevara photo


Bianchi Intenso. - Elisabeth Guevara photo


Climbing - Elisabeth Guevara photo


Finish Line

I finished 1 hour, 9 minutes slower than the overall women's record, but I was the first woman and fourth overall, all the while setting the women's 50+ record. All four of the other solo women (all but one at least ten years my junior) did not finish. What makes this race challenging is the range of temperatures; the race ended in the 90s after being in the 30s for hours overnight. I am reasonably happy with my results and next year I will have NEW warm clothing! I will have another run at that record!


First Place! - Elisabeth Guevara photo


Happy! - Elisabeth Guevara photo


The Winning Team! - Elisabeth Guevara photo








August 2015

HooDoo 500 - St. George, UT

HooDoo 2015 Check-in

Results:


Thanks to my loyal sponsors: Bianchi USA, Riopelle Sports Medicine San Ramon CA, Vuelta USA, Cardo Communications, Bell Helmets, Lodi Bicycle Shop, Recovery Pump.

Thanks to my crew for their time, dedication and encouragement: Arlon Harwood, Audrey Thomaston, and Stuart Levy.


Pre-Race Meeting

If you have not done this race, this is definitely a bucket-list item. Spectacular scenery abounds on this epic course through national parks and monuments.

HooDoo 2015 Racers. - John Clare Photo


Judy Brusslan and Seana Hogan. - John Clare Photo


The Start

At 7:00am Saturday morning the solo 500-mile race began with ten racers, the 300-mile solo race and the 300-mile stage race also started at this time. The beginning of the race stretches four miles longer to the first time station than previous races. The course change is a definite improvement as traffic lights, more than anything, determined position at the base of the climb out of Hurricane on the previous course.


Seana Hogan Start. - Tony Musorafite,Sr Photo

My goal for this race was to break the overall women's record of 37:07, but I thought I was capable of a sub-35 hour time if the conditions were right.


Time Station 1 ‑ Kanab

Less than a mile from the time station I flatted. Thank goodness my crew was not too far away, so it cost me little time; unfortunately, I experienced a problem with the cassette, I could not get my highest gear. Those that know me know that that is unacceptable. I tried to adjust the derailleur to no avail. I would end up dealing with the shifting problem the entire race. One has to decide what takes longer: fixing the problem, or simply dealing with it. I opted for the latter and I think it was the right decision.

Near Kanab, UT. - John Clare Photo


Long road near Kanab. - John Clare Photo

I arrived at this time station 22 minutes behind record pace, but the distance to this time station is over four miles longer than the previous course.


Time Station 2 ‑ Red Canyon Bike Path

Ben Tomblin and I began exchanging places depending on whether we were going up or down. Because he was on a recumbent with aerodynamics on his side, he would always pass and open a gap on the descents. I would almost always make it up with power on the climbs. Seven miles before the time station the race course enters the bike path. This path is smooth and well-maintained. I passed Ben on the path, I got to the end of the bike path before him, but he passed me immediately after the time station

Red Canyon, UT. - Planet Ultra Photo


Julie Stokes on Bike Path. - John Clare Photo

I was now only 7 minutes behind record pace in spite of the 4-plus mile distance increase.



Time Station 3 ‑ Escalante

The course to Escalante is marked by a very steep climb and a long winding fast descent to the time station. After passing me just after the bike path. I passed Ben again on the steep climb; of course, he passed me on the descent!

Escalante, UT. - Steve Meichtry Photo

At Escalante, I was 4 minutes behind record pace, closing in on it.


Time Station 4 ‑ Loa

This stretch is marked by two climbs: to Boulder and the summit at almost 10K feet of elevation. I passed Ben for the last time on the first climb. It is always a struggle for me to climb at altitude and this time there was a head wind making it more challenging; but I pulled it off, but not without stopping to put on warm clothing, both on the second climb and more layers for the descent. The winds persisted on the rolling section before the time station. I simply pushed through it.

Full moon. - Planet Ultra Photo

I ended up 16 minutes behind record pace at this point. The notes that I was using for pacing had errors, so I was unaware that I had lost time; in fact, I thought I was way faster already. Ignorance is bliss.


Time Station 5 ‑ Panguich

After Loa, I went through a period of feeling terrible: my legs had no strength and I felt down mentally. Having the experience that I do, I knew that I just had to push to the other side of this bad patch: there is always life on the other side! Another axiom of ultra-cycling is to never quit when you are feeling bad. I soon felt better after taking a bit of time to recover. During this section, I was able to catch and pass team 2Stoked; I was feeling great and strong again (I knew I would see them again on Cedar Breaks, but I felt strong and fast). I got to Panguich still feeling good, but the climb to Cedar Breaks began into a pretty stiff headwind.

Planet Ultra Photo

At Panguich, I was 50 minutes ahead of the record pace. I had gained over an hour since the last time station in spite of going through a funk. I was still unaware of my actual position regarding the record.


Time Station 6 ‑ Cedar City

The headwind persisted to the top, but with a party atmosphere on the climb, the top came relatively quickly. Team 2Stoked passed me and there were many stage racers as the climb proceeded. As I climbed, I realized that the notes I was using for my pace were wrong, I became discouraged and, with the head wind, I figured that the record was increasingly out of reach. Descending to Cedar City is long and seems like it should be fun, but, depending on the time of day, it could be tedious and long dealing with the traffic.

Seana Hogan on Cedar Breaks. - John Clare Photo


Seana Hogan in Cedar City. - John Clare Photo

At Cedar City I was an hour and 17 minute ahead of the record, but I was headed into the teeth of a massive headwind.


Time Station 7 ‑ Snow Canyon

I lost a lot of time in the horrendous head wind in these 72 miles. I had completely given up on the record at this time and I stopped thinking about it. I concentrated on getting through the wind with a decent attitude; no one wanted to hear me gripe. There were a lot of stage racers struggling with me although they were faster in the wind. Team Cyclonauts passed me on the last climb before Veyo; my CA foothills neighbor Robert Baldino, cheered me on, that lifted my spirits!

St. George, UT. Planet Ultra Photo

In the parking lot at the top of Snow Canyon, cleaning up for the finish my crew informed and surprised me, that I could still break the record. I had a tad less than an hour to get to the finish and I could do it. Being 9 minutes ahead of record pace, I went as hard as I could down the canyon and through the residential area of St. George. I knew the route and hammered.


Finish ‑ St. George, UT

Much to my surprise and delight, I broke my previous record by 16 minutes, 36:51!

Seana Hogan Finish. - Planet Ultra Photo


Crew: Stuart Levy, Audrey Thomaston, Arlon Harwood - Arlon Harwood Photo







June 2015

Race Across America - RAAM

RAAM 2015 Team


Thanks to my loyal sponsors: Bianchi USA, Riopelle Sports Medicine San Ramon CA, Vuelta USA.

Thanks to all of my GoFundMe contributors and to my Time Station Sponsors.

Thanks to my crew for their time, dedication and encouragement: Arlon Harwood, Jill Marks, William Medina, Rebecca Morales, Brian Pendley, Tom Pon, Jim Pyatt, Pedro Santos and Cassie Schumacher.

Thanks to my family: My husband, Pat Enright; my son, Alex Hogan and his partner Matt Bayers; and my teenage son, Austin Enright.


The Story

I cannot explain my obsession with RAAM.  It has defined my life to some extent along with alegebraic topology at Berkeley, IBM and family.  Being a 50-something "Seana Hogan" is not easy.  Being a powerhouse in my thirties, I instilled fear even in the mens field.  Now, I struggle with realizing the loss of that power; I struggle with high expectations from myself and from others; I struggle with not being able to fail and rediscover myself anonymously.  I am not "Seana Hogan" of the nineties!  As with everyone else, I struggle with aging.  I do not like it one bit.  I do not like not understanding my own body; I do not like not being able to improve no matter how hard I train!

I have been dealing with menopause for the last few years.  I do not know my body or my limitations anymore; it hit me like a ton of bricks.  This hormonal struggle has caused me to pause and reflect on what life has to offer in the latter half.  I know that I do not  want to spend this part of my life being old.   Goals provide the means for this; if you always have a dream, something to work toward, you have a purpose.  Purpose provides you with a reason; having a reason keeps you off the couch, staying off the couch keeps you young!  Bike racing provides this for me.   I love bicycles!

RAAM is a huge goal for me at this time of my life.  Do I settle for a DNF as my swansong?   I want to prove to myself that I have what it takes to complete the beast!   I have learned a lot about the "new" old Seana Hogan in the last few years.  Am I ready to go out to pasture?  Am I ready to simply be the RAAM matriarch?  No.  I am a natural competitor!  I have ALWAYS been a competitor!  Competition is in my blood!

RAAM is just a race.  As I have attempted and failed in the last couple of years, there is no mourning or grief, just determination for the next time.  To me, it is a learning process.  I have always made it a rule in my life to always look and move forward, never lingering on the past.  Looking back is for learning not for pining.

It has been suggested that I hang up my cleats and settle into retirement; I should spend my time promoting the sport and mentoring younger athletes.  But what better promotion of the sport is there than doing it?  What better mentoring is there than doing it and offering advice on how to get it done?   This is a sport we can do into later years, what better advocacy is there than participation?  No one told Herve Talabardon (oldest RAAM finisher) or Norm Hagman (only 50-59 finisher) that they are too old.  I say there are many others like us whose RAAM dream is alive and well!

I like to think of myself as being inspirational to both young and old.  Young people in the sport see the real person not just a name "Seana Hogan" associated with a legend.  Seana Hogan is real, she did it, so can I!  Seana Hogan is real, she is out there over fifty, so can I!.  I am not and I never will be as fast as I was when I was in my thirties.  So should I quit or take up golf?   Some have done their first RAAM in their fifties or older.  Why do they get to race but I get questioned coming back after a long hiatus?

So, here is the long and the short of RAAM 2015. Menopause has completely changed my physiology.  I know nothing and I do not know what to expect of my body.  I am in the midst of relearning.  This year I developed severe saddle sores.   My legs, knees, lungs and attitude displayed no problems throughout the entire race.  The stem-cell procedure that I had done on my knees in July 2014 was a complete success!   Unfortunately, my skin lacks the resilience needed for my usual style of racing.  This problem is not insurmountable, It caught me by surprise and I could not solve nor prevent it as in the past.  It will require a new race paradigm if I ever want to finish RAAM again, which I have begun considering.

After my DNF at Yates Center, I slept, and was able to treat my wounds in a dry setting.  Just before we were about to board the vehicles for the drive home, William Medina, my crew chief, while looking at Tractalis, said, "Kathy is just 25 miles ahead of where we stopped last night.". I must have had a noticeable gleam in my eye, he said, "Oh no!" .   I asked them to let me try the "bun" saddle; if I could ride it, then we could trade off the "bun" bike with the normal bike on intervals.  After a successful "bun" test ride, we opted to switch bikes every hour.  This scheme lasted for twenty four hours where I rode 320 something miles plus a sleep break.  But the "bun" bike tried my upper body and hands and the regular bike was beginning to tear my already fragile tissue again.  Just after the Mississippi River time station the pain was too great.  To make it to the end would require numerous stops and there would be no way that I could make the cut-off.  We gave it 100% plus!

Am I sad?  No.   Am I frustrated?  Yes!  But frustration leads to determination for me.  Will I race RAAM again?  Will there be a next time?  Minimally, I would need full sponsorship.

I really like the idea of inspiring people to test their limits.  I shoot for the stars and hope I come back with a planet or a moon.  Sometimes I miss all together.  Not to be discouraged, I will always keep trying, I will always shoot for the stars as long as I am able!


Seana Hogan in Oceanside, CA



Thanks to my sponsors:

Bianchi Bicycles

Riopelle Sports Medicine, San Ramon CA

Vuelta Wheels







November 2014

World 6-12-24 TT Championship

World 6-12-24 TT Medal


What a fantastic race! I had a terrific time and I felt good. After the procedure on my knee four months ago, it is almost fully functional. Because of this, I can employ cycling muscles previously unused since 2010! They still lack stamina, but felt great for the first 12 hours. I had to back down and set my goal to 400 miles, but my potential has improved and I am excited about this!


Seana Hogan in Borrego Springs


Thanks to my fantastic crew:

Bill Osborn

Kathryn Osborn


Bill, Seana and Kathryn


Thanks to my sponsors:

Bianchi Bicycles

Vuelta Wheels

Bell Helmets







September 2013

RAAM Challenge NorCal

First Place Woman

Dedicated to legendary crew guy Lee Mitchel





October 2013

The Famous Cochise Classic

Seana was honored being named the race dedicatee

Cochise Classic Poster and Dedication Award





November 2-3, 2012

World 24-Hour TT Championship - Coachella Valley CA

First Place overall woman - 432 miles

Crossing finishline at World 24-Hour Championship


The Worlds 24-Hour TT Championship was held in Coachella Valley in the heart of California's date production.  The racers raced on a long loop that circumnavigated the Salton Sea following the shoreline for 122 miles and a short loop of 15.8 miles in the ag-land of date palms.  The 24-hour racers did the long loop twice and the short loop as many times as possible in the remaining hours.  I expected that the women's race would be a clash between Anna Mei (Italy) and me.  This was our first head-to-head race after she, in Sept 2011, then I, in May 2012, had broken the 24-hour outdoor track record.   This would be the first time my son, Alex, would be on the crew as an active member (he did a fantastic job!)


Seana and Anna Mei before the race.


The first lap of the long loop:   After the mass start at 6:00pm, the field had stretched out by the time we reached 60 miles.   Three women were very close to each other at this time: Anna, me and, not surprisingly, Lisa Dougherty (who will be racing RAAM in 2013).  Several riders, including Anna and me missed turns in that first loop; the route slip was not confusing, so it was other factors that caused these mistakes.   Lisa was the first woman to complete the first loop, I followed her and Anna was behind me.  After I crossed the start/finish, my crew informed me that I was only 5 minutes behind Lisa and they did not know how far back Anna was.   Since I lost at least ten minutes due to routing issues, I knew that I was still riding stronger than Lisa; I felt confident and I knew that I would catch her.

The race starts in the dark with crew vans following.

The second lap of the long loop:   Five miles from the start/finish area I turned a corner and I could see the flashing lights of a support vehicle in front of me.   That gave me an extra boost, I passed Lisa.    I now lead the women's race and was in sixth position overall!   Anna was out-of-sight-out-of-mind.   Toward the end of the second loop I could see the lights of the fourth and fifth position men, they were not too far away.   I continued to feel strong.   As we approached the start/finish area, the crew gave me a pack with a spare tube, a small pump and tire levers.   Direct follow support was not allowed on the short loop and I wanted to be prepared so I would not be stranded (there was neutral support, but I did not want to have to wait in the event of a puncture).

The first lap of the short loop:   Since I did not have my crew with me, I had no clue as to the position of the other riders at this time.   I did know that I had worked hard all through the night with the goal of extending my lead over the other women.   Within the last three miles from the end of this loop, I flatted my rear wheel.   Dang it!!!   I got off the bike and had to calm myself down.   I was so nervous and upset, I was all thumbs. I told myself, 'Relax, you can change a flat, you have been doing it for years!'.    I got the tire off, removed the tube, installed the new tube and went to pump it.    Oh no!   I forgot to include the adapter for the disk wheel in the pack!    What was I going to do?!    Just then, a vehicle drove up and asked if I needed help.   Sure!    They gave me a replacement wheel and I rode up to the start/finsh where I was able to get my own spare wheel and return the borrowed one.   This all cost me valuable time!   My crew told me that I was 45 minutes ahead of Lisa; on the next lap I was only 20 minutes ahead.   So I lost twenty-five minutes of the time I had worked so hard for during the night.   You cannot dwell on facts like that, you just have to push forward, and that I did.

The second lap of the short loop:   Two miles after crossing the start/finish, I looked up the road to see five dogs, covering the entire road, coming straight for me.   What was I gong to do?   I did not have a crew vehicle to run them off, no bottle of water and no long pump.   I dismounted and used my bike to fend them off.   As I was doing this, my crew vehicle, going to the store to get ice, came upon the scene.   They chased the dogs and off I went and the crew continued on their quest to get ice.    About seven miles later another dog bounded out, I yelled at him as he chased, he was undaunted.   The next thing I knew, I had another one at my heels chasing hard and snarling.   I rode as hard as I could, barely escaping the ferocious teeth.   I was extremely upset!   I could not do another lap without assistance with these dogs!   As I came around to the start/finish, I expressed to Fred Boethling, the race director, the dog issue.   He agreed to allow my support vehicle to escort me around the known dogs until the problem could be resolved.   I had lost track of the race now over my concern over the dogs.  

The third lap of the short loop:   I instructed the crew as to the location of the dogs and asked that they protect me through those areas and then drive on without any other assistance.   The rules state that there is to be no support other than at the start/finish area.   After I passed the problem areas from the previous lap, my crew went on ahead.   I forgot the numbers, but I was opening up my lead on Lisa, and Anna was more than one full lap behind me.  

The fourth lap of the short loop:   Fred had managed to get control of some of the dogs, unfortunately, there were more dogs.   By this time fear and frustration enveloped me.   I saw a rider in my mirror, Adam Bickett came alongside me.   I was crying, he asked what was wrong.   I exclaimed, 'I am a 53-year old woman, it takes everything that I have to out-sprint those dogs!'   I could tell he empathized.   I pulled myself together and Fred completely solved the dog problem by the next lap.

The fifth through the ninth lap of the short loop:    I opened up my lead substantially.   I traded fifth and sixth position with Chris Hopkinson. I was lapped my Marko Baloh and David Haase.

A date with destiny!

The tenth lap of the short loop:   I lapped Anna again; I lapped Lisa.   Now, I knew I had the win in the bag if nothing bad happened!

The eleventh lap of the short loop:   Uneventful, I was just looking forward to 24 hours to expire!

Crossing finishline at World 24-Hour Championship

The twelfth lap of the short loop:   I crossed the start/finish at the end of this lap a few minutes before 6:00pm.   I won the women's race and was sixth overall.   Not bad, not bad at all!


Alex Hogan with Chris Hopkinson and Jenny Bonham







Thanks to my fantastic crew:

Alex Hogan

Greg Lozaga


Thanks to my sponsors:

Bianchi Bicycles

Vuelta Wheels

Bell Helmets






October 6, 2012

Furnace Creek 508 - Death Valley CA

First Place overall woman

View of Panamint Valley



Thanks to my fantastic crew:

Austin Enright

Pat Enright


Thanks to my sponsors:

Bianchi Bicycles

Vuelta Wheels

Bell Helmets


August 24, 2012

Hoo Doo 500 - St. George Utah

First Place overall woman - Overall women's course record

Finishline

Don Hoffman, Greg Lozaga, Seana Hogan, Jack Vincent



Thanks to my fantastic crew:

Jack Vincent

Don Hoffman

Greg Lozaga


Thanks to my sponsors:

Bianchi Bicycles

Vuelta Wheels

Bell Helmets


June 13, 2012

Race Across the West

The Epic Battle

Aaron Mazikowski, Greg Lozaga, Seana Hogan, Chris Miller



Always, my goal is to win!



Twenty years later, that has not changed, although it is just a bit more challenging.  I was not quite sure what to expect.  I was not sure of Leah's abilities; I had not seen any results where she was 'fast' in an endurance event.  But what could she do if she were challenged?  I know my strength is in powering the flats; she had demonstrated her speed on the climbs.  I went into RAW accepting that I would concede all of the major climbs to her.  I am not a climber.  I thought my odds for being the top woman were better than my odds were for breaking the 24-hour track record which I had done a month earlier.

I have never done a race of this length.

This would be my longest race in 14 years.    Nutrition products have changed and my body has changed.

Okay, let's do this!



Seana Hogan starting RAW 2012

I was the first solo RAW rider to start, Leah was a minute back. I fully expected her to pass me on Sleeping Indian ten miles from the start. Last year I could not make it up this climb without stopping; I had come a long way.  I could see Leah approaching from behind in my mirror, I did not respond. I had a plan for this race, and I was going to ride it my way.

As she passed, I said, "See you out there.".
"I am sure you will.", she responded.

So began the RAW that will go down as the epic battle between Hogan and Goldstein!

  1. Lake Henshaw CA, mile 57    Goldstein +10 minutes
  2. Brawley CA, mile 145    Goldstein +3 minutes

    Somewhere between Brawley and Blythe, I caught Leah. I glanced over and said, "I told you I'd see you out here!". She seemed perplexed...but we both knew that the game was on.

    Seana Hogan and Leah Goldstein RAW 2012


  3. Blythe CA, mile 235    Hogan +3 minutes
  4. Parker AZ, mile 286    Hogan +7 minutes
  5. Salome AZ, mile 342    Hogan +3 minutes
  6. Congress AZ, mile 395    Hogan +6 minutes

    Leah passed as I was stopped at the base of the Yarnell grade. I perceived her as a much stronger climber than I and I anticipated losing at least 30 minutes on the ascent.  Much to my surprise, she reached the top of Yarnell less than 15 minutes ahead of me.  As I crested, she was stopped in her van; I passed, she mounted her bike immediately.  I stayed ahead of her until the climb to Prescott.

    Seana Hogan Yarnell Grade RAW 2012


    Seana Hogan Peeples Valley RAW 2012


    Seana Hogan and Leah Goldstein Peeples Valley RAW 2012




    Once again, I expected to lose significant time on the climb, but I did not, just six minutes.


    Seana Hogan climbing to Prescott RAW 2012




  7. Prescott AZ, mile 441    Goldstein +6 minutes

    I caught and passed her again as she stopped in her van in a construction zone east of Prescott.  Shortly after I passed, she was back on her bike behind me.

    We started the Mingus Mountain climb, she passed and again, I thought I would lose significant time, but I did not.  She got to the top about ten minutes ahead of me.  I got to the time station two minutes behind her.  Once again I passed her as she sat in her van. She mounted her bike shortly after I passed.


  8. Cottonwood AZ, mile 483    Goldstein +2 minutes

    I was really growing tired of this pattern: After a climb, she would wait for me to pass, then she would hang behind me until the next climb. She would pass me on the climb, then wait, and so on.  As she passed me on the climb to Flagstaff, I expressed my annoyance to her.  I asked her why she keeps waiting for me.

    I told her, "Just go and leave me alone!".
    She said, " Do you think I am doing it on purpose?  I would go if I could.".
    I said, "I do not know what you are up to, but it is irritating!".

    Seana Hogan and Leah Goldstein RAW 2012


    Seana Hogan and Leah Goldstein RAW 2012


    Seana Hogan and Leah Goldstein RAW 2012






    I eased up and she pulled ahead.  This climb was difficult, especially being a nonclimber.   I was riding just to get to the top, with no other aspirations.    Much to my surprise I was riding quite close to Leah.    Near the top she was off her bike and looked to be crying.  I stopped behind her to put on clothes for the descent, she left before I did.  The next time I saw her she was coasting, it looked liked she was spent.  She appeared to have no power to pedal the flats.  I easily passed her.  Then we came into the rerouted construction area. Leah's crew really had it together with the routing (we did not have GPS).  We were trying to figure out which way to go, I dropped my chain and she passed.  We got lost and ended up at the Flagstaff time station 5 minutes after Leah.




  9. Flagstaff AZ, mile 536    Goldstein +5 minutes

    Soon after the time station, she was off the bike and in her van again.  I passed, this time she did not hop on her bike immediately.  Not long after that, my aux van reported that she was five miles back.  Given her condition and her fatigue, after 36 hours of riding, I thought I was 'safe' to take my planned hour and a half sleep break.


    This was a good decision with the knowledge at the time:
    1. Leah looked spent.
    2. I was sleepy and going slower.
    3. If she sleeps, we will be even again.
    4. If she doesn't sleep, her performance will degrade significantly. The military term is 'droning'.
    5. This sleep stop was planned in advance.

  10. Tuba City AZ, mile 608    Goldstein +1:41

    After 2 hours off the bike, I had gained back almost 20 minutes, this was looking good.




  11. Kayenta AZ, mile 680    Goldstein +1:35

    Rats, only six minutes gained. This is not good enough!  Okay, I am really going to make some time to the next time station!

    Seana Hogan in Monument Valley RAW 2012


    Seana Hogan in Monument Valley RAW 2012



  12. Mexican Hat UT, mile 725 Goldstein +1:21

    Fourteen minutes gained, but I cannot close the gap fast enough, we are running out of road!  I am riding faster than she is, but just not fast enough. I am experiencing a major issue, but I did not realize it until now.  I am having trouble breathing, I do not know why (sleep deprivation makes it difficult to determine problems).  I was thinking asthma, but the remedy was not working.  Okay, let's regroup and calculate: we have 134 miles remaining, I am closing at 10.3 seconds per mile.  That means, I will only gain 23 minutes by the end of the race; even if I were to be able to close at the rate of the last time station, I would still be close to 40 minutes short.


    Mexican Hat Utah RAW 2012



    SHOOT!!!!    I have been checkmated!

    Time for a pow-wow.  I am not well physically, we are not sure what went wrong, but my body is out of balance.   I have retained a lot of fluid, so much that my lungs are filling.  Since there is no possible chance of catching, we decided to rest so that we could finish and not be so depleted that the rest of my racing year would be ruined.  I was off the bike for at least eight hours.  (I will append some research regarding my fluid retention).
    I rode to the finish relatively healthy, setting a new women's 50+ record.  Yes, I was thankful that God gave me the strength to finish but yes, I was disappointed.

Seana Hogan Finish Line RAW 2012




This race was a lot of fun.    I have never been in a race like this!    Thanks Leah!

Seana Hogan and Leah Goldstein RAW 2012






Thanks to my fantastic crew:

Pat Enright

Aaron Mazikowski

Chris Miller

Greg Lozaga

Daniel Sanchez


Thanks to my sponsors:

Bianchi Bicycles

Vuelta Wheels

Bell Helmets












May 4, 2012

World Records Broken!

Women's Overall 24-Hour Velodrome 445.78 miles

Women's Overall 12-Hour Velodrome 244.16 miles

Women's Overall 200 Mile Velodrome 9:44:39

Women's Overall 100 Mile Velodrome 4:42:54


Seana Hogan - Hellyer Velodrome 2012


Thanks to my sponsors:

Bianchi Bicycles

Vuelta Wheels

Bell Helmets

Back in 1993, after I broke the 24-hour velodrome record, I hoped that I would never have to do it again. It was difficult; more difficult than 24 hours on a road. The mind-numbing monotony of going around and around on a 335.75 meter track, trying to stay in an aerodynamic position. I recall going up and down the banks in 1993 just to break up the tedium.

My hopes were realized for eighteen and a half years. Then on a warm Italian autumn day in 2011, Anna Mei broke my record. Actually, she broke two of my records: the 12-hour velodrome and the 24-hour velodrome. Excited for her in her accomplishment, I sent her a message on FaceBook; that began a new friendship. I watched the videos and I read the reports of her record ride. I started to feel an itch...

I was slowly recovering from a knee fracture that I sustained in February 2011; I certainly was not in top form and not sure if I could ever be again. The injury was devastating...and what about my age? I am 52 years old.

Dara Torres and Diana Nyad come to mind. Valerio Zamboni had just won Race Around Ireland and he is in his fifties - there he was, out there making it happen. The voice in my head: "It's you against NO.". I can do this. I had been working hard all last year recovering; I raced three 500-mile races during the year to build myself back...Dara, Diana, Valerio...okay, I am going to go for it!

Flags at the Hellyer Velodrome 2012

A week before the attempt, I began monitoring the weather. It looked like rain the day before and clearing on Friday, the scheduled start day. We woke up on that Friday to drizzle and wind; I was hopeful that the weather would improve as the forecasters had said. At 7:30am the track was dry, but the wind continued to whip. My husband held my bike as I clicked into my pedals...three, two, one, go! I was off.


Hellyer Velodrome 2012



I could write about the scenery, but it did not change. I could write about the terrain, but it did not change. I could write about the road conditions, but they did not change. I could talk about the wind, but it did not change: a constant 15-20 mph blast.


Hellyer Velodrome 2012


Hellyer Velodrome 2012


Hellyer Velodrome 2012



The wind persisted all day; the foam blocks in the corners blew into the lane and into the infield keeping the crew busy. When night fell, so did the temperature. It dropped to 46 degrees F. I had to stop to get warm clothes. There I was with a carbon Bianchi bike, a carbon Vuelta disc wheel, a Bell TT helmet and a bloated jacket. Okay, the jacket didn't slow me down too much.

Hellyer Velodrome 2012


Hellyer Velodrome 2012


Crew and officials bundled at night.


Hellyer Velodrome 2012


Mentally, the hardest part of this event were hours 19, 20 and 21. At the beginning of hour nineteen there are only six hours to go. Wait, six hours! Holy cow! Okay, I can do this. "Seana, God blessed you with this opportunity, feel it, savor it.". Instead of looking at the entire six-hour chunk, I considered only one hour at a time. Each hour I divided into twenty minute segments. Once I got to hour 22, it was a lot easier...I knew the end was close. The rising sun brought strength and renewal.

Rose Costin, Pat Enright and Cindi Staiger


Hellyer Velodrome 2012


Hellyer Velodrome 2012



As I would come around to the pursuit line, where the officials and crew were stationed, Alberto and Pat were yelling. Alberto, "GO! Go! You got it ! Your are the champion!". Pat, "Go, Go, Go! A half a lap and it is yours!". After I had the record, I told myself, "You are going to leave everything out here!". My lap speeds improved. I really wanted to stretch, to change positions, but I stayed aero and pushed as hard as I could.



I ended up with 445.78 miles for 24 hours. I also broke the 12 hour, 100 mile and 200 mile records.


Hellyer Velodrome 2012


Cindi Staiger


Mike Deitchman


Crew

Pat Enright

Alberto Blanco

Ira Sheftman


Officials

Cindi Staiger

Mike Deitchman

Brent Hawks

John Leake

Rose Costin



"Just one word Seana: Smile . Smile inside your self when you will start, smile when the sun will make it warm and will rise. Smile when the night will be in your eyes, smile when the pain will be close to you. Smile!!"
- Anna Mei


October 8, 2011

The Furnace Creek 508 -

The Climax of a Recovery Year

508 Crew: Austin, Pat and Mark Colton

My training began in January for this year's racing. I had not been in serious racing mode for about 10 years, it felt really good to be back into it. The focus of the year would be the Furnace Creek 508 as this would be the 20th anniversary of my first race there. These plans were short-lived.

I walk my four dogs every morning on our twenty acres; they run loose and play. One morning near the beginning of February, two of them were wrestling/running. I turned to see them coming toward me, but I had no time to move. They bowled into me, there was a pop and a lot of pain as I fell. I was about 1/4 mile from my house and it took me an hour and a half to crawl back. I assumed that I tore my MCL because my leg flopped to the inside. I did not go to the doctor because I figured I just needed to stay off of it to let it heal. I got around on crutches.

After about four weeks, I tried to ride again. I was able to ride on my Computrainer, but not outdoors, I could not successfully pedal over the top with my injured leg. After six weeks, I finally rode outside with some discomfort; it is hilly here and I must stand on the pedals at times. By now, it was near the end of March. My injured leg had no muscle and looked like my 90 year-old grandma's leg. I decided to make a short-term goal... the Davis Double in May. I had six weeks to get into condition to go two hundred miles on the bike.

I finished the Davis Double in 13:20; not the best time, but not too shabby under the circumstances. I decided that the next goal would be Race Across Oregon at the end of July (baby steps, you know). I had six weeks to prepare and my injured leg was still quite atrophied...but 'nothing ventured, nothing gained'.

Riding at the start of the 508.

I managed 400 miles of the 500-mile long RAO. I had to stop, but the conditioning that I built from all of the climbing made me stronger. My injured leg was still substantially smaller that my other leg, but it seemed to be okay. I set my sights on the HooDoo 500. I was determined to finish this race regardless of anything!

Left leg

Recovering right leg

Only two women entered HooDoo, I was the only one to finish; I broke the women's course record and set the women's 50+ record. I was happy with my time, but I know I can do better (next year perhaps?). After finishing this, I was confident that I could race at the 508 without a DNF (did not finish), although I still lacked strength in my injured leg.

Near Furnace Creek

Before the 508, I finally went to the doctor about my injured leg. It was NOT a torn MCL, but I was diagnosed with a tibial plateau depression fracture; this has caused a misalignment in my leg that I am still dealing with . The only permanent solution is a partial knee replacement. Unless the pain is too great, I will not have this procedure done for a while.

I felt pretty good for most of the 508. I rolled throughout most of the race in the top ten. Mentally, I was okay, but felt frustrated that I did not have the speed that I am used to on this course. I consoled myself knowing that I was improving and doing pretty darned well after starting from scratch in March. In the last 100 miles or so, I developed some sort of respiratory condition, I call it asthma for lack of a better word; I was wheezing and could not get enough oxygen. At that point, I just hoped I was far enough ahead and going fast enough to not get too stomped before the end. It was quite disheartening getting passed by rider after rider, but I stayed strong mentally (in the past, I might get very upset, perhaps age has its advantages!).

Crossing the finish line.

I ended first place in my division and my time was faster than my time of 20 years ago!

Thanks to my crew: My husband and son, Pat and Austin Enright, and ace crew guy Mark Colton.


More Photos...

Chris Kostman and Seana Hogan at the 508 finish line

Cindi Staiger and Seana Hogan at the 508 finish line

John Howard, Seana Hogan, John Marino and Lon Haldeman at the 508 finish line



August 26, 2011

The Hoo Doo 500, Racing that Rocks!

I had a fantastic race! I broke the women’s course record and set the women’s 50 + record. Not bad…

Finish Line

Ira Sheftman, Seana Hogan, Wayne Rosenthal

This southern Utah course winds, climbs, twists and descends in the most breathtakingly beautiful areas in the country. Deep canyons walled by striated layers from times past flank riders as they pursue the goal of racing 500 miles as fast as they can. Racers experience extreme weather conditions and extreme altitudes on their way to the finish line. The countdown to the race began early on 8/26, and the solo race was off at 7:00 am.

I rode 60 miles of the first 100 miles in RAAM 1993 when I had Muffy Ritz chasing me through California, Arizona and Utah.. I have fond memories of this part of the country and it was nostalgic to be back. During the first part of the Hoo Doo race we saw heat and headwinds; proper pacing and hydration gets racers through these difficult conditions. There was only one other woman racing, Daniella Genovesi from Brazil. She seemed to succumb to the extreme weather conditions; the last time I saw her was during very scary thunderstorms in the Bryce canyon area. She did not finish.

Daniella with Seana

I recall a particularly steep little climb at the top of the hill before Escalante, I was listening to Lady Gaga’s Highway Unicorn, entertained by this, the climb was bearable:
“She's just an American riding a dream… She's a free soul burning roads with a flag in her bra”
(Also, thanks to the advice of John Howard, I had a bailout 26-tooth cog, so my low was 42x26 instead of my usual 42x23.)

After riding toward the back at the beginning of the race, I found myself in third position after time station 3 in Escalante; I was 24 minutes behind second place. This surprised me! Adam Bickett and Joel Sothern were in front of me, that was it!
The next big climb came at bedtime and went over 9000 ft. I struggled. Adam struggled too. I passed him, he passed me, then I passed him. After Torrey, he fell off the planet in my mind. I did not see him again until the next morning. In the meantime, I was in second position but the storms continued; just outside of Loa, a major deluge. There was so much rain, I was soaked to the bone before I could get my rain jacket on!
The sun rose on the relatively flat roads going into Panguitch, that is where I saw Adam again. He passed me at such a rate that I could not match his speed; he was flying. That was the last I saw of him until breakfast the next day. I probably fell off the planet in his mind.
The long climb up to Cedar Breaks was marked with lightening, thunder and rain. I was unsure of the nature of the climb, so I rode quite conservatively. Finally the top came. But much to my chagrin, the clouds opened up with hail! I said to myself, “If this starts to hurt, I will get in the van for a few minutes to let it pass”. Well, it did, and I did. I was soaked and cold; it looked like the worst of it was passing so I changed clothes for the descent. Not a mile on the bike and again, hail. Only this time it was piling up on the road! I kept going, but now I had slowed to a scoot as it was too slippery to roll over the deep hail. Finally after less than a mile of this, the road cleared and I could ride. But I could not go very fast, I was in pain because of the cold. I had to stop again to change into dry clothes. The descent to Cedar City should have been fast, but I was miserable and slow.

After Cedar City, I was feeling pretty good again. I switched on Gaga and got into the groove. I enjoyed the next 40 miles. But then came the darkness of night and the descent to Snow Canyon. I do not see well at night and I am not a fast descender. This was a very long 30 miles; I lost a lot of time here. I finally got to Snow Canyon, but with mixed emotions, I was not looking forward to navigating to the finish line without my crew. I am pretty much needy and dependent when I have not slept for over forty hours.
I had no confidence in my navigational skills; when I got out of the canyon and into the residential area, I slowed way down to find anything familiar. I was frustrated and I had a huge lump in my throat and I was ready stop to call for help. Then I saw a light in my mirror! Another rider…hurray! I thought he was in the voyager division; I followed him at the allowed distance through the residential area and into the business section. When I thought we were close enough to the finish line to not break the rules, I came alongside of him and I found out he was Brad House, racing in the solo division. We crossed the line together. I ended up tied with Brad for third place overall.

Seana and Brad

Overall, I enjoyed this race. My crew was my good friend, Ira Sheftman and my new friend Wayne Rosenthal: they were terrific! I am hoping to be back next year! I rode my celeste Bianchi equipped with 10-speed Campagnolo components and Vuelta Corsa team V wheels with Michelin rubber.



July 2011

Race Across Oregon


In February, I tore my MCL and I could not walk without assistance (crutches or a stick) until April. By this time, the muscles in my right leg had atrophied so much that the leg looked like my 90-year-old grandmother's did. I began riding my CompuTrainer as soon as I could bend my knee enough to pedal a full revolution. I rode outside as soon as I could stand on the pedals; where I live is hilly, so I needed this ability. By mid-May, I completed the Davis Double Century with a total time of 13:20. I was happy with this result, I was not exhausted at the end and my knee seemed to be okay with it.



Before the injury, I had been thinking seriously about racing this year to see if I had the will and the ability to compete in RAAM 2012 in pursuit of the women's 50+ record. 2012 will be the 20th anniversary of my first Race Across AMerica (RAAM). The injury to my knee was devastating.


I intended this race to be a warm-up, to see where I am fitness-wise.


With this as a backdrop, Race Across Oregon (RAO) was a personal success. I completed 400 miles with 30K feet of climbing in 30 hours. The current RAO route is a climber/descender's course; there is virtually no flat terrain For my first overnight ride in over ten years, I felt terrific most of the time (any ride of this duration usually has a few low points). It feels fanastic to be at the next level of fitness, this race took me there. My crew, consisting of my husband, Pat Enright; my friend since junior highschool, Lori (Siporen) Jensen and her husband, Steve Jensen, was FANTASTIC! We had a blast! We were a team possessed!


I rode my celeste aluminum Bianchi bike, with Campangnolo Record 10-speed components, and with Vuelta Corsa Team V wheels. The ride was smooth, the wheels performed beautifully.



I had a great, great, great time!!! Thanks to George Thomas and Terri Gouch for all of their effort in putting on this race.