What’s stopping us from becoming better athletes?

There are many things that may hold us back from achieving what we want, whether it’s in our active lifestyles, work places, travel desires, or elsewhere. It could be social commitments, it could be family, friends, work pressures, it could be lack of equipment or finances. The biggest thing that I believe holds us back though (myself included) is ourselves.

Have you ever caught yourself feeling self doubt, comparing yourself to someone “better” than you, being hard on yourself , giving up because others are going to “beat you anyway”, or just feeling jealous of others? I know I have, many times, and not only in athletic endeavours. Continue reading

Adaptable training

I’ve moved around quite a lot, for work and my education. I’ve also done a bit of travelling and one thing that I’ve noticed is that in different places, some types of training is easier than others. I also haven’t taken fitness or outdoor activities into consideration in my moves, I’ve focused where I live based on work. I’m learning now, that I want to change that focus. I’m also learning that I need adaptable training.  Continue reading

Being Smiley Lize

This blog has been a conduit for my want to inspire others. To tell my stories, share the stories of others, and hopefully help us to embrace the limited time we have, walking this planet. As such, I want to talk about something that has been a significant part of shaping who I am today. An experience that led to a series of behaviours, thought patterns, that I have spent the last 10 years working on. An attitude that only with my growing insight have I been able to address fully.  Continue reading

Guest Blog 6: Karen McPhail-Bell

I’ve tried to use this blog as a way to spread the amazing stories of the many inspiring women I know, and Karen is one of those women. We met when she liked one of my previous blogs, and since have connected over cycling, Indigenous health, and our passion for an equal future for all. Karen is one of those people who makes an incredible impact on the lives of everyone she meets, and I am so grateful that she was willing to share her story. Follow Karen on Twitter (@solomon_kazza)

I was pretty humbled when Eliza asked me to write for her deadly blog. I admire Eliza’s attitude and grit, and what she is doing for women’s cycling. I have definitely benefited from her honesty and generosity in sharing her journey to achieve new goals and challenges. Continue reading

What I can do.

It feels like lately all I’ve been able to talk about is what I can’t do, and honestly, that has felt very disappointing. I couldn’t swim freestyle comfortably. I couldn’t finish my goal event this year without severe pain. I couldn’t train and haven’t been able to train properly for months.

Couldn’t, can’t, haven’t. It’s all been so negative, so down, and that’s not who I am or what I am about, so this entry I want to talk about what I can do. Continue reading

Swimming in childhood memories

The swim leg of triathlons has always been what has kept me from even seriously considering attempting one. Ever. If you talk to my family, or take a look at my history it’s not terribly apparent why.

I love the ocean. I studied Marine Science at uni and became a PADI certified Rescue Diver. Photos from my childhood are likely to be me, usually naked, in a bath, or a bucket, or a pool, or a puddle of water, with a grin from ear to ear. If I am stressed or upset, the best way for me to calm down is a long shower or a bath. I’m more than happy, and confident, to swim in a pool or the open ocean. I know I am strong and fit enough to tread water, and I’m perfectly capable of breaststroke, backstroke, and that old classic, sidestroke. So, what on earth is it about the swim in a triathlon that distresses me so much? Continue reading


Samoan daydreams

Six days is all I had to immerse myself as completely as possible in Samoan lifestyle and culture, so this last week, that’s exactly what I did. Being a whole week without any snippet of the outside world was indeed delightful in it’s own right, but accompanying that was an eye opening look into a different way of life, island life. Continue reading