
 
  THE CHILDHOOD
   
   
                                                          
   
  I was born   on   21-9-1977                in a tiny 300 habitants village called Prinias located in the centre of Crete,Greece ’s greatest island.I am the third and youngest child of my family.I also have 2 sisters.My 700 meters altitude village isolated from the urban centers of the island does not offer  a lot of opportunities.The habitants live exclusively from the culture of olive trees dry grapes and sheeps.My familly was dedicated to the dry grapes production.Poor income for a 5 members family.
  From my early yeas I realized that I had a great gift in sports.I could run faster than anyone  I could jump  longer I could play soccer better than anybody I was great in basketball and volleyball  and until the end of highschool undeafeted in any kind of race,game,match or sport activity.But   I was at the wrong place and at the wrong time…My parents cou
ld not realize the size of my talent inside their hard farm
 activities that I joined every afternoon just after the school.My texts and my writings were full of dreams and expectations as great as being an Olympic champion.But the lack of interests from the part of my family and the lack of sports facilities in my area  had already taken the decision…Forget your dreams,you will never be  a professional athlete..         
   
  THE FIRST EFFORT
  At the age of 17 I left from my  village in order to be better prepaired for the university entrance exams.I  was settled in Heraclion the capital of the island into my sisters tiny house that a few years ago had been married.Inside the capital I had the chance to hunt my dream s for the very first time.I was choosen into OFI CRETE youths a first division professional soccer team and considered as a unique and rarely showen talent.At the same time as I was preparing gor the sports academy of Athens I had  to practice some track events such as 100,40
0 meters long jump and shot put.I could easily play a 90 minutes soccer game and 1 hour after run a 10.90 in 100m or have a 7 meters  jump .It was the first time in my life that I understood the meaning of the word happiness…but unfortunately this was not going to last for a long…It was Saturday afternoon when after a morning football game I had  a track meeting.I runed 11.10 in 100 meters and minutes after I was prepairing for my first  long jump attempt.I  did my effort…and the end had come…fallen into the sand and with great pain int my back I was  waiting the ambulance  and  I was saying goodbye to my  dreams.The diagnosis?my disk had been  moved…. I  Spend 3 months on a handicapped chair and I finally avoided the surgery.But the  doctors were clear..you  will never be able again to practice any sport,that could mean permanent disability..i was shocked..inside my 18 old teen soul my life was  fallen…
   
  THE STUDIES
  It  was tough for me to accept that and to change totally my orientation but I had to do it.So I left from my island  in 1996 and I went to study  sports administration,firstly in Athens and then in Barcelona,Spain.During all those years I had to work really hard and  study at the same time.I did everything…I worked as a carpets seller,as a security guard,as a waiter,as a soft drinks seller in the beaches of Barcelona,in many night clubs,in the fruits collection and much more…but I finally did it.Ι became fluent in  English,Spanish,Italian,Portuguese and I returned to Greece ready for a good carrear.
   
  THE RETURN TO GREECE
  A few months before the Athens 2004 olympic games I returned to  my homeland.It was not difficult for me to find a good  and well paid job.I became the   tourist       representative of a giant Spanish company.The salary was good the conditions too,so I was  satisfied.
   
  THE GREAT IMPACT
  It was August of 2004.I was waiting some clients at the airport of  Heraclion while the olympic games wereabout to begin.The flight had a long delay so I watched the whole ceremony from the  airport.I saw the greek flag entering first as always into the stadium,I saw the happiness of all the participants athletes of  all those wellknown and less known nations and  something changed inside my heart.What was I doing in a croweded airports waiting for some old VIP clients at the age of my sport edge?This is what I deserve?this is what I was dreaming of?The decision was easy…I will do my step…
   
  THE BEGINNING
  In  Octomber 2004 I first entered in the stadium . I was 27 yers old and I was shamed to ask from some trainer to  assume me .What could I say?hello I am 27  I have  no experience in track  ,I want to start now and in 2 -3 years become a professionall athlete.You can imagine the answer…So I started training on my own with the help  and supervision of a good friend of me and ex runner.In May 2005 I did my first race.22.92 in 200 meters.One month later I did one more,23.05. 
   
  THE SECOND AND THIRD YEAR
   
  In 2006 I kept  training on my own and I had a huge development to 22.20 from 22.92 last year.In  2006 I had my first participation in a national championship and my fisrt international participation in Vardinodianneia  meeting.In 2007 a started training with a professional coach in OFI team.I had great expectations but unfortunatelly because of injures and others factors I did 22.23.At the end of the season I decided to try  400 meters and I did an easy -without preparation -49.47.
   
   
  THE PRESENT
   
  After the 49.47 in my first ever race I decided to  t practice exclusively 400 meters.There is no doubt that 400 meters suits   me better.I  still have the enthusiasm og a teenager and the mental stability of my 30 years.Will I be able to run 47.60-48?I think I can… 
   
   
  THE FUTURE
  I have already sacrifice,a lot of things.I left my job,every year i work 2-3 months just to be able to live and keep training the  rest 9-10.I have no sponsors,I have no other incomes,my club does not pay me or any other athlete.Profesionaly I have no development,I oftenly fight with my family about my decision.
  Sometimes I am wondering  if  all this is really worthing…The answer is easy…I have no right against my childhood to abandone my dreams.I have started to  live the experience of a professional athlete-it doesn’t matter the level-and I will fight until the end to be improved and get to higher levels.
  Obvsiously there is a problem …my age that surroundes me every day.At the moment I am the winner  of the fight between me and the time..At the near future?Keep watching my blog…