podium is a moment. But a moment that is built on years. Most people see the medal… the heat win… the highlight clip… the photos after… They don’t see the random Tuesdays where nothing works… the sessions where you drive home quiet because you just feel off… the days your body doesn’t respond how you want it to… the people who keep showing up long before there’s anything to celebrate.
And at the heart of it all: my sister.
She has been next to me at competitions for years – through the highs that felt effortless, like my first ever podium in Tarifa at my first ever Big Air event in 2022 – and through the lows, like my knee injury in Gran Canaria 2024, when I was in the fight for a world title and had a really bad crash just days before the event.
She celebrated the wins as if they were hers. She carried my losses the same way. That’s why when I stand on a podium, I never feel like I did it alone. Because in so many ways, we did it together. What I value most is that our relationship didn’t just grow because we’re sisters – we worked on it. We’ve had hard conversations. We’ve learned how to communicate better.