About Me
Hi, my love of sport came out of visiting the grey area
between life and death and been given the opportunity to claim life and life more abundantly.
I am an avid sportsman who’s sport is a lifestyle and a
vehicle that brought me back from the serious brain
disease where my life was a series of constant illness and
hospitalization.
I have been through a lot of the up and downs of life and its Joys
As well as the low points, what I put up on these pages
reflect a desire to see a better way of life for all those who
are looking for answers or support
I have been a triathlon Olympic distance athlete for 10
years now. I am an Australian Representative Triathlete, I
have been a state and National champion in two different
sports and have a passion for life that is fulfilled through
my sense of adventure and competitive nature.
I have had some good results and met some
great people along the way.
The more that I spend time with sporting people and
get involved with people that are willing to challenge
themselves to go a step higher or get out of their comfort
zones
I see the metaphors of a life well lived, you can not
have life if you are not prepared to be a participant in the
great race that is life itself lets face it in your first race
you were the wining egg.
Your first transition saw you out of the water and
sucking air and ever since we have been working our way
to a finish line that has many milestones along the way.
I have been dabbling with adventure racing, off road
triathlon and I love my kayak.
Living on the SE coast Of
with a great climate and terrain to indulge my passion.
I have represented
I hope that there is information you can use amongst these ramblings
I used sport for many years to help me through my
Recovery from the parasite that invaded my brain the
subsequent difficulties that surfaced were due to what I
realize now were symptoms of depression.
It further gave me the realization that there is a stigma
that is attached to mental health afflictions.
I know I denied it for years it was only when I found
myself still curling up on the floor and weeping after all
the work I had done on myself (and self medication) to
feel at peace I realized I had to get help. I also realized
that there are many people that suffer from various forms
of depression and anxiety but the stigma stops them from
seeking help.
I know that exercise, sport, diet and healthy mental
attitudes play an important role in any quality of life that
we pursue
I often think of what are the acceptable societal norms
that we crush our existence into.
I for one have been out of step with what are
acceptable activities, not in an overtly
conscious way of “fuck it all my way or the highway” type
thing, but I have always
managed to question the accepted way of thinking and
adjust my course to the outcome.
I have not always had the strength to go with my
convictions but as I get more
experience you begin to trust the intuition that the culture
that we live under attempts to breed out.
Life takes on more of the way of the Dow, where all
things unsaid are said, and all things undone are done.
The distance between what we have and what we
desire is only a matter of perception and acceptance of
the is that is.
.
The more we chase an idea of what should be, the
further we get away from the present moment of the
reality of what is, and this is the only time that is real.












