my story
Made in the Swiss Mountains.
Today, I train in the peaks of St. Moritz under the guidance of Brett Sutton, surrounded by some of the best athletes in the sport. Between races, I balance my studies in Basel.
But triathlon is only part of the story. For me, endurance is a way of understanding the world. It’s about more than crossing finish lines—it’s about walking the narrow path where chaos meets order, pushing boundaries, and finding meaning in the process.
This space is my way of sharing that journey. Here, you’ll find stories of races won and lessons learned, reflections on life, and glimpses into what keeps me moving forward. It’s not about lecturing or advice, but seeking—seeking for a deeper understanding of effort, purpose, and the beauty of striving.
Thank you for joining me on this path. Whether you’re here for the sport, the ideas, or just out of curiosity, I hope you’ll find something that inspires you to push a little further and think a little deeper.
I’m an endurance athlete and student, navigating the balance between sport, thought, and life. Born in 2005, my journey began with a deep love for the outdoors, fueled by my father, a Kona-finisher, who introduced me to the world of triathlon before I could even walk.
From childhood, movement was conditions sine qua non for me. I spent my days running through forests, cycling up hills, and testing my limits in every sport I tried. Handball became my first passion, but a long-term injury in 2020 shifted my focus, opening the door to triathlon—a sport that felt like coming home. It wasn’t just about racing; it was about discovering what I could achieve, both physically and mentally.
Journey Through Sports.
After a childhood spent exploring countless sports, I eventually found my way to handball. I wasn’t naturally gifted—far from it—but I thrived on the physical demands. I loved running that extra meter when everyone else was exhausted or staying in the gym for one more session after others had called it a day. However, by 2020, after more than a year of injury, my chances of achieving something meaningful in the sport began to slip away.
Swimming started as a way to maintain upper body strength without taxing my injured legs, but it didn’t take long for it to become more than that. I’d always dabbled in small triathlons and bike races while playing handball, but at age 15, I got a second chance—to prove myself in a new sport. I’ve never stopped being grateful for that opportunity.
I spent my holidays in a small town just outside St. Moritz—Sils-Maria—nestled in the Swiss Alps. One day, after a swim, Brett Sutton approached me. He offered me a ride home, and as I climbed into the car, he said, “So, you’ve got some problems with your legs, eh?” He’d seen me “run” on the track—more of a dance at the time, thanks to lingering injuries from handball and years of gym work. With a knowing smile, he added, “You know, I’ve seen a lot of guys like you. I might be able to help you out a bit.”
That was in August of 2020. Four years later, I’ve been able to train alongside some of triathlon’s biggest champions, like Daniela Ryf and Nicola Spirig, and still work with Brett. When I first showed up, I was just a big kid—Brett jokes that I looked like “a beach ball with a head.” But that didn’t matter. What mattered was effort, mental toughness, and the willingness to give my best.
Brett gave me an incredible opportunity, and I took it. It was a head start in triathlon, but more importantly, it taught me many lessons about life. Maybe most importantly: What matters most isn’t achieving goals—it’s the chance to suffer for those dreams and to aim at excellence.
“The discipline of suffering, of great suffering—know ye not that it is only this discipline that has produced all elevations of man thus far?”
— F. Nietzsche, in Sils-Maria, Switzerland