“The Gym Walls Became My Safe Place”
I was born and raised in Chateauguay, a small town suburb of Montreal. I was always very active growing up, playing various team sports. I went through a traumatic time in my life, after I finally broke my silence about a long-enduring child-abuse experience inflicted by a person of supposed trust. I turned to kick-boxing as an outlet. By channelling stress, anger and negativity into something positive, I was able to get by day to day and learn to help overcome a lot of demons, stress and pain. I competed in kick-boxing, and later boxing as well, for many years afterwards, as the gym walls became my safe place, my sanctuary.
After breaking my silence, I wanted to be a police officer. I wanted to give back. I wanted to help others the way I was helped during that awful time in my life. In 2000, I was hired as a police constable near Toronto, so I packed up all my belongings in my car and drove down the highway towards my new and exciting life.
My life in Toronto has been nothing short of amazing. I met my husband, Dave, who was also a police officer, and we now have four handsome boys—four, seven, nine and 11 years old. After we started our family, I found the training demands for a kick-boxing fight or boxing match were far too intense and time-consuming. I decided to compete in fitness competitions instead. Training can be done on my own time and I can still have the competitive edge.