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FROM OUR ATHLETES<br />
Family Fun:<br />
<strong>Hammer</strong> <strong>Nutrition</strong>’s<br />
sponsored fatherdaughter<br />
team<br />
BY ANNA FORTNER<br />
D<br />
ad and I arrive early to check in<br />
for the TransRockies, a sevenday<br />
mountain bike stage race<br />
from Fernie, BC to Canmore,<br />
AB. In line, a conversation soon begins<br />
with a young and very fit-looking Kiwi<br />
couple in front of us. We discover that<br />
they too are racing the Open Mixed<br />
Category. When we tell them we are a<br />
father-daughter team, they give us an<br />
"Oh, isn't that cute" response. But they<br />
are underestimating us. Because I am<br />
32 and Dad (Ray Fortner) is 57, we could<br />
race in the 80+ category and be nearly<br />
ensured a place on the podium—but that<br />
would mean little to us. After five years<br />
of racing, I am a Pro and Dad races Cat 1.<br />
Moreover, we have trained ourselves into<br />
the best shape of our lives, and as we both<br />
race as <strong>Hammer</strong> <strong>Nutrition</strong>-sponsored<br />
athletes, we have perfected our fueling.<br />
Though I certainly could have found a<br />
younger race partner, Dad is one of the<br />
strongest endurance racers I know. I am<br />
certain he will do whatever it takes to<br />
cross the finish line, and he knows I will<br />
do the same. We do not have this kind<br />
of faith in anyone else. Hours of training<br />
together, of supporting one another at<br />
major events like Nationals, and wins at<br />
eight-hour races as a coed team and at<br />
the Tahoe 59er prove we are right to have<br />
faith in one another. That we are fatherdaughter<br />
is just icing on the cake.<br />
On Day 1, armed with an arsenal of<br />
<strong>Hammer</strong> <strong>Nutrition</strong> product, Dad sets a<br />
blistering pace that carries us up and<br />
over today's most challenging climb. I'm<br />
redlining in this time trial to stick on his<br />
wheel. We secure 5th—30 seconds up on<br />
the Norwegian team. For our second day,<br />
we take our usual dose of Anti-Fatigue<br />
Caps<br />
and find that we are<br />
sustaining a high wattage<br />
output. "Rider back!" becomes<br />
our refrain. As the stronger<br />
descender, I take the lead at<br />
the top, but Dad descends like<br />
never before and sticks right on<br />
my wheel. With 2K to go, the<br />
Norwegians are right behind<br />
us.<br />
With five days of riding under<br />
our belt, we awake on Day 6<br />
to a downpour. Today is the<br />
"Queen Stage" with a climb<br />
to 3,048 meters. We discuss<br />
the possibility of snow . . . and<br />
hypothermia. We top off our flasks with<br />
<strong>Hammer</strong> Gel, and I opt to put an extra<br />
bottle of Perpetuem in my backpack. At<br />
the start line, we are told they have cut<br />
17 kilometers to keep us below the snow<br />
line. Dad sets a hard pace from the gun<br />
and we find we are having no trouble<br />
keeping warm. At the bottom of the final<br />
climb we catch a pack of four riders. Dad<br />
is on my wheel and we cross the line with<br />
our best finish yet. Later, Dad overhears<br />
a man say, "Where does that <strong>Hammer</strong><br />
chick get legs like that after five days of<br />
riding?"<br />
Raymond and Anna Fortner celebrate their TransRockies<br />
finish (above) after seven days of hard-fought and mudfilled<br />
racing (below). Photo : Courtesy Raymond Fornter<br />
On the final day of TR7, after nearly<br />
330K of trail, 12,000 meters of climbing,<br />
and 27 hours in the saddle, we are still<br />
passing riders. On the final descent we<br />
see ahead of us a pair in our category, and<br />
though we do not know who they are or<br />
where they are in the standings, we chase<br />
and catch them simply because a week of<br />
effective fueling with <strong>Hammer</strong> <strong>Nutrition</strong><br />
products has given us the legs to do so.<br />
When the finish line comes into view, we<br />
clasp hands, grinning from ear to ear, 6th<br />
place secured. HN<br />
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