Race Radio said:
This is very dangerous for a woman as their Hct's average 2-4 points lower then a mans. I think the limit is 48 instead of 50
When Genevieve Jeanson hit 54% at the Worlds one of her teammates told me the testers came into talk with the manager and their words were not that she tested positive but that they were concerned for her health and wanted to get her to a hospital ASAP
Ah, the story of Geneviève Jeanson, should be compulsory reading for those who enter the clinic. Classic dope, deny. Sleeping in altitude tents that didn't exist, never seen EPO in her life - all the typical lies. Proof that intensive doping dramatically improves performance.
After she confessed to doping since she was 16, she talked about how she was scared for her life when she couldn't sleep because her heart was beating so hard because her blood was thick as molasses.
Here is one of the best interviews I have seen with a confessed doper (sorry it's in French):
http://veloptimum.net/courses/athletes/Jeanson/7/Enquete27sept.html
Alain Gravel : Auriez-vous pu gagner sans EPO ? (Could you have won without EPO?)
Geneviève Jeanson : Aucune idée. Je le sais pas. (I have no idea, I don't know.)
Alain Gravel : Est-ce que vous avez eu peur ? (Were you ever scared?)
Geneviève Jeanson : Oui. J’avais peur. J’avais peur tout l’temps. (Yes I was scared. I was scared all the time.)
Alain Gravel : Vous aviez peur à quoi ? (What were you scared of?)
Geneviève Jeanson : J’avais peur de mourir. J’vais peur de m’endormir et de pu jamais me réveiller (I was scared of dying. I was scared of going to sleep and never waking up.)
Geneviève Jeanson : Des fois j’étais couchée, j’essayais de m’endormir, mon coeur y battait pas vite, mais c’était tellement puissant que ça me donnait un coup dans l’estomac. J’étais pas capable de dormir. Fallait que je me lève. J’étais pas capable de dormir. C’était comme si j’avais une massue : BOUM. Je sentais mon cœur : Pow. Je l’entendais quasiment. Quand j’étais concentrée, je le sentais pomper. Je le savais quand c’était trop haut, mes pulsations montaient pas. Je le savais. (Sometimes when I was in bed, trying to sleep, my heart wasn't beating fast but it was beating so hard that it was hitting me in the stomach. Impossible to sleep. I had to get up, still couldn't sleep. I was like I had a hammer : BOOM. I felt my heart: POW. I could even hear it. If I concentrated, I could feel it pumping. I knew that when it was too high, my heart rate wouldn't increase. I knew it.)