Before Ironman - From Steel Decks to City Streets I have been a runner for as long as I can remember. Long before races, training plans, or finish lines meant anything, running was simply a part of who I was. During my years as a sailor, when voyages stretched endlessly with no land in sight, I would run laps on the steel deck. When we docked, I ran wherever I could. I remember circling Reunion Island in the Indian Ocean, running on the banks of Seine in Rouen, and along th

There are moments in life that test you physically, mentally and emotionally far beyond what you ever thought was possible. For me, that moment was Ironman Thun in Switzerland in 2022 which was my very first Ironman. And not just any Ironman, one of the most beautiful but same time toughest courses you could choose. Surrounded by the breathtaking Swiss mountains, the race came with endless climbs, brutal elevation and conditions that demanded everything as it was the heat w

If you ask me for one advice on how to become a better athlete: Be Coachable. Whether you're a rookie stepping onto the field for the first time or a seasoned veteran with years of experience, the willingness to learn and adapt is what makes the difference. Being coachable means having an open mindset, ready to absorb feedback and adapt to new techniques. It’s not merely about nodding your head at a coach’s instructions; it’s about actively engaging, asking questions, and str

In September 2025, on an ordinary Sunday afternoon in Nice, France, I crossed the finish line of the Ironman World Championship. After 226 grueling kilometers, including a choppy swim in the Mediterranean, 2,500+ meters of climbing on the Provençal bike course, and a windswept marathon along the Côte d’Azur, the announcer’s words hit me: “You are an Ironman!” The cheers and emotions were overwhelming. Earning a spot at Worlds for my first full Ironman felt like both pure luc

Back in 2024, I was training for Kona—the Ironman World Championship. I was determined to give it absolutely everything. Every morning, I woke up before sunrise to swim in the pool, followed by long rides on weekends and endless brick sessions under the Hong Kong heat. I thought rest was for people who weren’t serious enough. Looking back, I can see how misguided I was. A few weeks before the race, fatigue began crawling into every session. My body felt heavy, my motivation s

Last September, in Nice (France), I completed my third Ironman triathlon - a world championship I never imagined qualifying for and which pushed me to my physical limits. Beyond the physical sense of accomplishment, there was a psychological one as well. This race symbolised the end of a long and often challenging journey of recovery from a training accident I experienced four years ago. On a hot day in Hong Kong, I collapsed after a training session and suffered injuries