My Story

From a very young age, well before I can even remember I have been involved in some way shape or form with sport and exercise. My dad was a professional rugby player so every weekend we would be taken up to watch and support him. If I’m completely honest this wasn’t my favourite pass time, however i guess its where sport and competition became ingrained in me. At primary school i was doing everything from show jumping to cross country running to dancing to swimming, eating my spaghetti bolognese in the car as mum would ferry me from activity to activity. I LOVED SPORT AND EXERCISE.

With my love of sport, my competitive nature came out, sometimes it wasn’t pretty but I guess it’s where my drive to succeed came from. I continued horse riding and dancing right up until I went to university, and we all know what happens when we get to university. You meet loads of amazing new people, you party and you end up having the time of your life. With that also came me putting on a shed load of weight, not really participating in much sport and, if I’m honest, completely losing my sh*t! But I wouldn’t change it for the world. 

In my third year at university I started to get my act together as my drive and determination to succeed saw me putting 100% effort into my degree and dissertation. With more time spent studying came a reduction in the amount i went out boozing and I began going to the gym again as some light relief from the books. Towards the end of my degree I decided to enrol into an MSc in sports rehabilitation. I carried on training at the gym and got back into some sort of shape. I loved exercising and training for the way it made me feel and from there the way it made me look. My flat mate and I changed our diets (don’t worry alcohol remained!) and found much more of a balance between exercise, study and enjoying life. From here I went to Australia for three months to do some work experience in clinics whilst seeing the sights on the east coast and swimming in the ocean as much as possible! There is nothing quite like being by the sea and being a Jersey girl I always feel calmest when by the sea.

  Getting back from Australia a couple of my friends were taking part in a boxing bootcamp so I went along and I absolutely loved it. Within weeks I’d signed up to the white collar event that was happening in the June of that year. I’d also got myself a job at Jersey Rugby Club as a sports rehabilitation therapist so I had to try and balance the two. The training for the fight was a 10 week programme and I became completely obsessed. Training more so than i should but doing what i do best and putting all my effort into it because if i didn’t i would only have myself to blame. I won the fight and had an amazing night with my nearest and dearest. From here came fight number two which was an ABA fight in the UK which meantI needed to train on my own which was much much harder, but I put my mind to it and hopped over to the UK, had my fight and hopped back. In this time I had also started personal training at BB Fitness which was amazing. Having to balance personal training with a full time job in professional sport and also training for a fight wasn’t the easiest and I’ll be honest there were A LOT of ups and downs but I think this time in my life showed me that with hard work and dedication anything is possible.  

I ended up staying in Jersey for a few years after uni until a job at Harlequins rugby club came up. In January 2017 I moved back to London started my new job and threw myself right into the mixer of London life - going out a lot and just generally enjoying myself. Then fast forward 18 months lots of things going on and I take a turn for the worst, my head not being in a very good place, no energy to do anything, no desire to do anything and actually having a bit of a hard time. It took a while for me to see it but eventually I got help and decided that I needed something to concentrate on and a challenge myself to get back to being me. My good friend Ben said that i could take part in his “Don’t call it a comeback” white collar event. I found a gym in Clapham which had a fight the week after so their training camp was perfect time for me. During this time I started changing my mind set in regards to how just because I was eating clean and training hard didn’t mean I was going to be in a good place. I had to really work on my outlook, remembering that everything happens for a reason and to try and have a bit more confidence and belief in myself. After these two fights I am now in a better head space than i have been for a while. Yes I managed to lose 8kg but I managed to gain a sense of self-worth and find my passion for sport and exercise again!

”Fix your oxygen mask before helping the person next to you“