My father played a big role in starting my career in cycling. He saw it as 'something to do to keep out of trouble'. My first cycling race was way back in 1995, I was 17 at the time. I raced on a mountain bike... I didn't know any better. I only wanted a medal... I didn't know about attacking and switching and sprinting. I still ended in 10th position and was quite confused about the whole thing. My father thought I had something, so the cycling career took off. First I needed a new proper road bike; my mom sold her dining suite in order to get me on the road. After school I went into cycling full time, thinking work was for losers! I trained 100km every day, meeting a lot of guys on the way. I joined them on their weekend training sessions in Bedfordview, South Africa. I cycled competitively for 7 years before moving to the UK. During those 7 years I was able to achieve a top 20 position in South Africa. I had to take a 6 year break from cycling from 2001 - 2006 to plan our immigration to England. I am now back on the bike and loving every second of it... want to make the most of it.

To me cycling was and still is serious business, I live it, breathe it, eat it...

Low Point: Almost loosing my arm in a serious accident with a BMW whilst out training in 1997.

High Point: Winning the Gauteng Time Trial Championships in South African in 2002.