Friday, November 12, 2010

Guess what I wanted to be when I grew up

Yep, from the tender age of 4 I wanted to be a prima ballerina. Nothing else made me feel as good. My mum said I used to prance around the house doing Pirouette's and Grand Jette's until I would fall down in a heap saying "I feel dizzy". I used to love wearing my Tutu and having myself all prettied up, however I recall screaming like a banshee whilst getting my hair slicked back so tight you would have thought I was being murdered. I mean really - who needs to invest thousands of dollars in a face lift when you have ballerina bun's that do the same thing.

I even loved ballet more than swimming - oh shock horror. I hated getting up early and always smelling like chlorine. I hated always being cold and wet. I hated the fact that all my friends got to sleep in whilst I endured kilometres after kilometres of winter swims in an outdoor pool. Ballet on the other hand made me feel like a girl, not a fish. That was until my ballet teacher decided that my shoulders were getting too broad from swimming. Take a look at me, I did get much broader than that, but she was one tough teacher.

I was her star pupil and had been picked out during one of my examinations as a potential candidate to go to the Royal Australian Ballet Academy. And because of this she would really drive me hard during my 4 nights week training. Mix that in with 11 sessions of swimming a week I was one exhausted little individual. After 5 yrs of ballet and at the mere old age of 9, I gave up ballet and focused my attentions on swimming.

Anyways, the point of this post was to highlight that even though my dreams had changed, my zest for being the best I can be has not. I want to try my hardest the same way I used to as a child, only this time in the world of Triathlons. My drive and determination has not left me, it has only been intensified x 1000 as I have gotten older. I am not wanting to prove a point to anyone else other than me. We all have things to prove, things we want to achieve, dreams we want to fulfill and demons we want to lay to rest. My demon is the 12mths of hell I went through with my back. Triathlons saved my life and sanity. The people I have met throughout my journey have spurred me on to bigger and better things. I can't thankyou enough for all your support. I truly feel blessed.

My stash of giveaway stuff is growing. I got so excited I kind of went crazy, I think you guys will


  1. YOU ROCK...In a tutu or cossie...YOU ROCK.

  2. ...and that photo is so gosh darn cute.

  3. Love learning about you. Knowing would have KICKED BUTT in a tutu too;))

    Hope you're taking a bit of time off this weekend;))


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