Come fly with me…

I am sitting at Melbourne airport with a coffee in hand, my brother next to me, one hour until we board and the world at my fingertips. (Literally and figuratively)

It hasn’t been lost on me how wonderful and rare the opportunity is that I’ve been offered, and to say I’m looking forward to it is a huge understatement. In case you missed my exciting news, recently I became a brand ambassador for Thanyapura Phuket, a sport, fitness, health and educational haven on the island of Phuket, Thailand. I was absolutely blown away by the proposal and literally can not wait to get there (luckily it is now just hours away).

If you have read my blog, followed my Instagram or know me in ‘real life’ you would know I love all things swim, bike and run. I also love to travel, feel at home in the water and often wish I was a mermaid not a human. So to have the opportunity to spend a week triathlon training in paradise with unparalleled facilities, top notch coaches and beautiful beaches I consider myself very lucky.

beach standing

(Some of you may argue I do that already, and what can I say? Touché)

I try to make the most out of every day and situation and this week will be no exception… But exactly how much can I realistically fit into a week? We will see! The triathlon training sessions at Thanyapura are held twice a day, whilst perusing the schedule I found myself getting so excited, I was looking for a day that I wouldn’t mind missing out on, so we could go on a day trip sailing the islands… But they all looked so good, I don’t want to miss any! Oh wow, I really have turned into a tri nerd. Some would probably throw the word obsessed around…


So has triathlon become an obsession? As an outsider looking in you may say so, if you looked at my Instagram page, Facebook, Twitter, blog or even diary/calendar you might think literally ALL I DO is swim, bike, run and drink coffee. I think I may have mentioned in another post that it’s become a lifestyle, as opposed to just a sport. But at what point does the lifestyle cross over into an obsession, and is it such a bad thing?

When I’m not training or working if I would rather spend my spare time perusing triathlon races and race results than watching TV is that so bad? If I have more training togs than fashion swimwear does it really matter? If my running shoe count far outnumbers my high heels who cares? And so what if my bike sleeps in my house and gets washed more often than my car. Every one has hobbies or things that interest them, some people love Star Wars, photography, computer games, sewing, going to the cinemas or have exciting social lives… I just love triathlons. And when you find something you love, its something really amazing. I used to joke that I wasn’t really ‘good’ at anything, happy to dabble in all sorts of hobbies and recreational activities but nothing really made me tick. And whilst I’m still not ‘that good’ at triathlon it doesn’t really matter, although it would be nice to be the fastest or strongest or even just win my age group once… When you love the process the results will come.


So as I finish up this coffee, log off the computer and consider ordering a celebratory departure wine I have realised yes I probably am obsessed, but I am totally ok with that, and I leave you with a quote by Swami Vivekananda “Take up one idea. Make that one idea your life- think of it, dream of it, live on that idea. Let the brain, muscles, nerves, every part of your body, be full of that idea, and just leave every other idea alone. This is the way to success.

What’s your one idea?


Chloe x

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