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

Guest blog 5: Sarah Boettcher

I met Sarah whilst living up in Brisbane around 6 years ago. I was overweight, pretty inactive, and only just starting to realise what was going on. Sarah was one of a few of my friends who I admired for their active lifestyles. She has always been so upbeat and effortlessly active and has been one of my many inspiring women. Sarah is also crazy, and she’ll admit that herself! She happily signs up for any sort of physical challenge and achieves it. This inspires me to keep pushing myself and try new things. Recently, she completed a 50km coastal trail run, and was kind enough to share her thoughts on the event. It has, and hasn’t, inspired me to do some of the same!  Continue reading

Wagga canola

Race 9: Evocities 6hr, Wagga Wagga OR why I like the back of the pack

The Wagga 6 hour was the last of the evocities mountain bike series, and after my reccie lap, I had a feeling it’d be the best. The weather was perfect, the sun failed to dry up the course completely after all the rain, but mud only makes for a whole lot of fun. I hit up a reccie lap at a casual 1 hour 10, and with the sneaky bits of climbing, I figured I’d be doing laps at around 1 hour for the race. The race setup was a little different, instead of being able to start your last lap within the 6 hours, you had to finish your last lap within the 6 hours! For me, that meant cutting it super close to the teeth if my laps were at 1 hour, and a final lap that didn’t count may not be worth the effort. In the end, I planned on 5.

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