Have you ever caught yourself pondering what it would be like to be the best in the world at something?
To be part of something so big that you could only dream about. Making my way through primary school there was more time spent dreaming about donning the green and gold before tearing onto the Rugby League field or sprinting down the athletics track with the world’s best by my side, then doing actual school work. There is no hiding the fact that I was more athletic than academic in life, the best part of school was recess and lunch, where I could kick around with my friends and burn some energy. This dream of being the world’s best was always with me, it didn’t matter what I was doing I was always so competitive.