Sport has been part of my life for as long as I can remember.

Around age 9, that started to change. Pain, mostly in my lower body, that no one could explain.
For years I was told it was in my head.
I couldn't do much of anything. The diagnosis finally came at 14: Ehlers-Danlos syndrome.

That's when I started using a wheelchair, and when doctors told me I likely wouldn't do sport again, not seriously.

A year later, I found wheelchair basketball, and it gave me back something I thought I'd lost. I made the French national team, and in 2018 we won bronze at the U24 European Championships.

Then a change in disability classification rules ended that career overnight. Nothing I could have trained harder for, it just stopped.

I moved into CrossFit next, and by 2021 I was competing at the CrossFit Games, finishing as the 2nd Fittest Seated Woman on Earth.

High-level sport takes a toll on any body, and mine took it harder than most: dislocations, sprains, tendinitis, over and over, to the point where training started to make me anxious instead of excited.
I'd made that mistake early on, pushing through everything, and paying for it. I qualified for the Games a third time and chose not to go. I was ready to stop competing altogether.