Sport has always been part of my life. My adolescence was linked to athletics, where I excelled in cross country and track and field. I even became Galician champion in the absolute 3,000 metres.

I was only 17 when I decided to stop. Different circumstances led me to give up. I went from an active day-to-day life to a totally sedentary life that included bad habits such as smoking, which accompanied me for twenty years. Until one day I said enough was enough.

One day I decided to go for a run. My idea was to remember my adolescence in athletics. I did one kilometre and when I finished I was short of breath. I was 36 years old and, if I was already that tired, I didn’t want to know what would happen if I didn’t change my life. So I gave up nicotine and a sedentary lifestyle.

I started to train seriously. And I went from the treadmill to running in the mountains. My debut was in the Trail de los Montes de Vigo. I won, but I suffered a lot! I promised myself I wouldn’t do it again, but I did.

Some friends convinced me to try again. We met up first thing in the morning and I was amazed with the experience of running at dawn. It was amazing to listen to the night and welcome the day like that. It captivated me. There was no turning back.

My dedication and involvement in the sport has increased over time. Doing so has been possible thanks to the people around me. They share my suffering, my joys and, of course, they are part of many of my adventures and professional challenges.

Mainly my husband, Abel, who accompanies me in each of my adventures. My coach is also an essential piece in this puzzle, Javier Laburu, who knows in detail my professional performance. As well as my physiotherapist Sergio, who helps me with my recovery between races.