Beginning

I began my athletic journey at the age of two with gymnastics. From the very beginning, I was constantly compared to my triplet sister, who consistently outperformed me. While she stood on the top of the podium, I often found myself in third place—or worse—at competitions. Despite my dedication, the repeated defeats and comparisons made it difficult for me to enjoy the sport. Over time, frustration grew into resentment, and I began to hate gymnastics—not because I didn’t love moving or competing, but because I so deeply wanted to win. Driven by that desire, I decided to explore other disciplines. I moved from gymnastics to kickboxing, then to dancing, each time searching for a sport where I could not only express myself but also excel on my own terms. Eventually, at the age of 14, I discovered Pole Sports. It was a turning point. For the first time, I found a discipline that combined strength, grace, and individuality—elements I had been searching for all along. My journey taught me an important lesson: choose your competitive path wisely. The championship you aim for should align not only with your talents but also with your passion and identity.

Training

For sure I was loving what I did and for sure did all white asshole grandpas ask me whether I would strip – at the age of 14. But the sport gave me confidence, my trainer – Russian BTW – believed in me, she loved my foundational strength and used Russian training techniques to make me hard.

Championships

After years of dedication, hard training, and competition, my path was anything but linear. I won some championships—moments that felt electric, validating, and unforgettable—and I lost others, which taught me just as much, if not more. Over the course of more than nine years, I trained at the level of a professional athlete, pushing my body through cycles of exhaustion and resilience, injury and recovery, defeat and determination. Every bruise, every long hour at the studio, every tear shed in frustration or pride was part of the process. In parallel, I pursued my academic goals and successfully completed my bachelor’s degree—an achievement that required a different kind of endurance and discipline. I thought I had reached a turning point when I opened my own pole studio, imagining it as a space where I could pass on everything I had learned, create community, and redefine what this sport meant for others. But reality hit hard: the business didn’t succeed. I had to make the difficult decision to close the studio—a moment that felt like personal and professional failure, even though deep down I knew it was just another chapter, not the final one.

Eventually, I found something that felt more sustainable, more balanced, and unexpectedly right. I found my place in gyms, Pilates studios, and similar environments—spaces where I could still move, still teach, still inspire, but without the overwhelming pressure of making it all work alone. These places became my new home: not just physically, but emotionally. They offered me structure, community, and a renewed sense of purpose—one that wasn’t tied solely to winning or proving myself, but to growth, contribution, and inner stability.

Learnings

I’ve always had this fire in me—a relentless drive to make the things I want actually happen. Not just dream about them, not just write them down in a journal, but make them real. When I decided I wanted to go to Singapore after finishing my bachelor’s degree, I didn’t just hope it would work out. I applied to over 300 positions. Yes, I tracked every single one of them. And eventually, I landed an internship and got on that plane. I didn’t know anyone there. I just knew I wanted it, and I made it happen.

The same goes for winning a championship. That wasn’t handed to me. I didn’t have a coach standing next to me, guiding me through every step. No one was choreographing my routine or catching me when I doubted myself. I was alone—three months deep into living in a foreign country, figuring it all out as I went. But I wanted that win, and I earned it. I stood on that stage at the PSO Dramatic Level 4 Championship in Los Angeles, performed something truly unique, and I won. That wasn’t luck. That was grit. I even manifested how I would celebrate my 21st birthday. I told myself: I want to become an adult—officially—in a country where 21 marks that transition. And not just anywhere. I wanted to be on a rooftop, with a pool, with the city lights all around me. So where did I spend that night? On a rooftop in Hollywood, overlooking Los Angeles, with a fucking pool and the kind of view you don’t forget. That wasn’t some random night—it was exactly how I imagined it. Because when I want something, I don’t just wish for it. I make it real. That’s why I know—without hesitation, without self-doubt—that I get what I want. 100%. It might take work, rejection, patience, and hustle, but I’ve never seen a goal I couldn’t touch if I set my mind to it.

Symphysis

My Willpower stayed with me and my Ambition to have 30 Sport Studios until I’m 30 also is still present in my mind. I did not give a fuck, what the grandpa’s asked me, because I knew better. Now I also do not give a fuck about what others might thing, because it will never come to the same level of fulfillment when reaching this goal.

This is why I built a new company now, we create spaces for anyone to be healthy and confident.