Thursday, 17 August 2017

Opening up

In the lead up to the Perth to Sydney ride it has been quite confronting to open up about my mental health struggles with people I don't know so well though at same time it has been super empowering.

Watch the video below to find out more. 

Big thanks to Marnie Vaughn and Camp Cope helping out on this one!!

Sunday, 6 August 2017

Bicycle maintenance

I was worrying about breaking down on the side of the road in the middle of nowhere and not knowing how to fix my bike so I decided it was time to get schooled.

I took two bicycle maintenance courses run by Bikewise at Sydney Park.

My instructor Sarah provided guidance and expertise allowing me to learm some tricks on how to make my life easier when doing on the fly repairs. As well as this a bunch of other general bicycle knowledge.

I highly recommend anyone who rides a bicycle and wants to learn a bit more about the fun between their legs to give one of these courses a go.

You can book a course at Sydney Cycle Ways.

Sunday, 30 July 2017

Journey so far ...

This video is about the journey so far and the struggles I have had in the lead up to the big ride. 

Big thanks to Marnie VaughnJess Locke and Code5 helping out on this one!!

Wednesday, 26 July 2017

Why I ride

Asking me why I ride is akin to asking me why I breathe. I ride to live. 

As I prepare to embark on this adventure, I reflect that I haven't always been the most fearless or adventurous person. I was always a bit slower than the pack growing up. It took me longer than 'average' kids to stop wetting the bed, to learn to read, write, and even to learn to ride a bike. 

When I was young, my father often took my older sister and I to Cenntennial Park in Sydney to ride bikes, mine with training wheels. Round and round we would go, pedalling to our heart's' content. But after one of these sessions, when I was about seven years old, when we got back to the car, my father went to the boot and took out my sister's old bike. "Why is that here?" I asked. "Because you're going to ride it," he said. I proceeded to tell him I wasn't ready, just as I had on all the other days he had asked before. He urged me to give it a try, saying we wouldn't leave until I at least gave it a go.

I nervously approached the old bike, which had no training wheels. I placed one leg over it and walked myself and the bike slowly over to the track. My dad stood behind me eager to give me a big push. Dad pushed and I immediately fell, scraping my knees, not even having moved more than 30cm. I was ready to call it a day. 'There, I tried,' I thought to myself. My father picked me and the bike up. "Here we go again," he said. This time I made it about 1m before falling. This happened about six more times and by this stage my knees were oozing gooey blood. So with blood dripping down my knees and tears streaming down my face my dad and I kept on going. With each push I wobbled and whinged. "I can't do it," I would say. "You can," he repeated. The 11th time he pushed me, I didn't fall. I kept moving forwards one pedal stroke at a time. This was the day I learnt I could. That I could do things I had once thought I could not.

As a kid I used my bike primarily as a mode of transport; riding to school, hooning around on weekends and having adventures with other neighbourhood kids. I fondly remember the sense of freedom riding my bike gave me growing up. My feet pushing down on the pedals, wind whizzing past my ears and sweat dripping from my brow. I got the impression that I was able to take myself anywhere I wanted to go under my own steam, and I liked that.

Throughout adolescence I came to see riding my bike as an adventure in itself. It became my way of escape. I was able to take myself away at speed for a change of scenery whenever I pleased. I enjoyed the steep climbs, speedy descents and the experience of the the outdoors that pedal power allowed me.

In 2009 I cycled through the Finnish archipelago with a couple of friends, which was my introduction to bicycle touring. In 2013 a good friend and I rode from the Gulf of Mexico to Canada, covering +4000 km. I have since spent some time off the bike, though I always seem to find my way back on to the saddle. And when I do, those same feelings of freedom and adventure come rushing back in an instant.

There have been times in my life that I have lost touch with those feelings. When I have forgotten. Having suffered from anxiety and depression most of my life, I have struggled with panic attacks, blurred vision and severe lethargy to the point where I was barely able to get out of bed, let alone ride a bicycle across a country.

My bicycle adventures have taught me a lot. They have revealed to me my weaknesses, but more importantly, they have shown me my strengths. I couldn't hide from the elements when on a bike. I was exposed. I was vulnerable. At the same time, I became stronger with every pedal stroke and more fearless from every challenge I face along the road.

So in answer to the question why I ride, I ride to remember. To remember that little girl at Centennial Park who realised she was capable of so much more than she ever imagined.

The above is a excerpt from an article I wrote for the She Went Wild blog. If you would like to check out the full article head to She Went Wild. Images by Marnie Vaughn.

Tuesday, 27 June 2017

Hair today gone tomorrow

Ok so those of you who already know me that know how passionate I am about this cause but for those of you who don't I wanted to show just how committed I am to Pushbiking for mental health.

I have decided that when the crowd funding donations reach over $10,000 I am going to shave off all my hair!!!  

So let's say goodbye to these locks.


To donate just click the donate tab above. All donors go in the raffle draw to win some awesome prizes as well as see me shave my head.

Sunday, 18 June 2017

We did it we cracked the $2,500 donation mark !!!

Just wanted to let you all know that today the crowdfunding page reached over $2,500 in donations !!!

I wanted to thank all who have donated so far.
This amount of money will be able to provide over 90 calls to 13 11 14.

Just epic !! Thank you all so much for your support so far !!

Y'all are also now in the raffle too so you could win some awesome prizes !!

If you would like to donate#pushbikingformentalhealth please go to  

Saturday, 20 May 2017

Thanks to Caravanserai Trading Company

And the prizes keep on rolling on in...Thanks to Caravanserai Trading Company for donating a beautiful handbag from morocco for the Pushbiking for mental health raffle. 

To be in the draw to win this and other great prizes go to

Thanks to all those who have already donated ya'll rock !!!


Opening up

In the lead up to the Perth to Sydney ride it has been quite confronting to open up about my mental health struggles with people I don'...