P-WOT

09/03/2026

Being a woman is not something that should only be celebrated for one day.

Yes, I appreciate the flowers, the messages, the celebrations from both men and women. It’s beautiful to see people recognizing the strength, love, resilience, and power that women carry. 🌹

But being a woman isn’t a one-day event.
It’s every single day.

It’s the quiet strength we show when life is heavy.
It’s the love we give to others while still trying to hold ourselves together.
It’s the courage to stand back up, again and again, no matter how many times we fall.

We deserve to be celebrated, not just by others, but by ourselves.

So women’s day is beautiful.
But today, and every day after, remember who you are.

You are powerful.
You are resilient.
You are worthy.

And being a woman is something to honor every single day. ❤️✨

09/02/2026

🚨IF YOU EASILY FEEL SORRY FOR PEOPLE DON’T READ!🚨

It’s been a long time since I’ve had to step away from training, and I’ll be honest, it’s been hard to process the idea that my goals might need to be postponed.

Part of me almost wishes this came with an injury, something visible to justify being away.

The ironic part? In 10 years of training, I’ve never been injured. I take real pride in that. Despite what people might think of me “some bar-loading addict chasing numbers”, I’ve always tried to be smart, disciplined, and safe.

Powerlifting has given me far more than joy. It gave me resilience. Knowledge. It gave me good friends, bad friends, and important lessons. It taught me to respect athletes and to expect respect in return. Transparency, fairness, and integrity matter, in sport and beyond (shame some feds hide behind lies)

Right now, I’m out. God knows for how long. But I’m not done.

I’m sharing this for anyone who’s had something unexpected derail their journey.

For anyone forced to pause when they didn’t choose to. Patience isn’t always easy, and it doesn’t always come naturally but sometimes it’s part of the process.

Recovery, in any form, is still part of the journey.

PS: deep down I hope this uterus give me a break soon 😂

02/02/2026

Injury during prep is lonely in a way people don’t talk about.

You’re still training.
Still showing up.

But everything feels heavier even the parts that aren’t.

Most of us know what we should do.
That doesn’t stop the frustration, the doubt, or the urge to rush.

If you’re in this phase, you don’t need to fix it here.

But I am curious

What’s been the hardest part of training through injury for you?

No advice required.
Just honesty.

25/01/2026

No one warns you about the quiet parts.
The nights, the second-guessing, the post-meet crash.
Still… I’ll sign up again.

18/01/2026

Competitive powerlifting as a woman means lifting inside constraints you didn’t choose.

12/12/2025

I complain in my head and still outperform people who quit out loud👊🏽

06/12/2025

Every journey has a story. These are the battles behind mine. Quite simple really 💜👵🏼

24/11/2025

I spent years thinking about squatting three times my bodyweight. Years of work, doubt, setbacks, and life shifting around me. And in a day when I wasn’t even at my best, it finally happened.

I had made a promise to myself, and to someone who’s no longer here, that no matter how bad things got, it wouldn’t be the squats. And I kept that promise. It wasn’t just for me.

When I walked onto the platform, I looked the spotter in the eyes and said, “Please don’t let me give it up.” I repeated it twice. And he didn’t. He held the line when I needed it most. For that, I owe him and the entire GPC/UKIIL crew more than a thank you. They had my back when it mattered.

I need to appreciate my handler .santos.pt and the Portuguese team that stood with me, and everyone who supported me through this whole journey. It was all of us lifting that weight.

Special appreciation to and also , , , .bertelsen for everything really 🥹

01/11/2025

03/10/2025

I’m not like everybody else.
And you are not like me.

I grew up without knowing what a healthyfamily was.
So when I built mine, I swore I’d never put anything above them.
I won’t sacrifice them for training. Not for sport. Not for anything.

Powerlifting is fun.
Am I competitive? Maybe…with myself.
But if I have to choose between them and a gym session, I chose them 💚💙

Because strength isn’t only built under a bar.
Strength is built in caring.
In protecting.
In laughing and crying, in chaos and in love.

I no longer carry the weight of a family name.
The values I live by, I forged them.

I was thrown into the world untouched.
Maybe that doesn’t mean much on a platform.

One thing I know…

I’m not a quitter 💪🏽