I am born on a 8 april from the year 1964 from worker family. I am the first of 3 children.

We lived to Yerres ( 91 ) in a small apartment where I shared my room with my two brothers, Laurent and Jean-Luc. It was not sad.....

Very early, I was attracted by the sport. My father, former professional football player before a road accident made him lose the use of an eye, had registered me to the club of local football. I played goal keeper. Although I was, with my team, champion of the department in category youngest child, this sport was not too much my cup of tea. I am quickly  turned to more individual and more physical sports, in which, to make a success, we have to count only on itself.

I was not individualistic, far from there, but I already had the taste for the solitary effort and I wanted to owe, my possible victories, that to me even and to the energy as I would have invested to make a success.

In secret, I was going to train for the club of boxing, then officially, it was some months later, the judo. I did not still know it, but this sport and my professor, Mister BRIDOUX, were going to bring me in wisdom a lot and balance. In this sport, I quickly have give evidence of motivation and determination. After one year of practice, I took away the championship of the Essonne (my department). I took away the championship of Island of France (region) two weeks later. My results were rather good and it is road making that the year of my fifteen years I became the youngest black belt of France. I was very proud of me (can be too much said some and in the time they were right!)i

Next year, I entered Sport-Studies in Nimes and I took advantage of it to climb levels and cross my 2nd Dan. For unknown reasons, the section closed its doors next year. I was going to implement everything to make me turn of the chest and so put an end to my studies. It is necessary to admit that my meeting with Martine, of 3 years my elder,  really helped me in this objective.  It is true that I liked very much her, and that after the evening trainings, I crossed all my evenings with her. I did not return even any more to the boarding school. Result, I was not accepted in the superior class, thus, I did not have any more to retouner at the school!

I was 16 years old. My relatives made jumps, but I wanted to hear only about sports and about judo in particular.

I had found a job in which it was possible to me to engage early the morning and which left me my after noon free to return me to the INSEP train with the best of the speciality. That of the high society. I progressed a lot, but I have to admit that I collected hundreds of falls. On this tatamis navigated that boys who formed the elite of the French judo. They were monstrous ! Down from my 16 years, I did not weigh heavy in front of ROUGE, PARISI, VACHON, REY or still Marc Alexandre. All were a world or Olympics champions.

The hour came to leave under flags Obligatory in france). My results judo were rather good and I hoped to be able to integrate the mythical Battalion of Joinville, where I could make only of the judo. The luck had decided on it otherwise and one month later, on August 5th, 1982, I included the hussars' 1st Regiment Parachutists in Tarbes.

Quickly I was named Sergeant in mounted arms. I went in for sport, the atmosphere was good and I waited quietly for my liberation. 1 month before intervenes this last one, the Regiment was called to leave for Beirut (Lebanon)  Having no work outside, I decided to follow male nurse's forming and to embark with my companions, for the Lebanon. The ancient had made for us the Med club glitter. Regrettably, some weeks before our arrival, the spot fights it are worsened and we off-loaded on the Lebanese ground with the waistcoat bullet shield and the heavy helmet. A true galley, but that of recollections !.. Many of my companions stayed under rubble of the building DRAKKAR on October 13th, 1983....

I remained spot practically 6 months and I returned with a hole in the shin and a stock of decorations there, of which the Military Value with quotation in the order of the regiment.

I did not wish to stay in the army and I was free in March, 1984 after 20 months of service. Today I regret this decision to have left, but as would say a philosopher whom I know well,  “it is the life, and the life is beautiful !"

In 1987 I cross my Patent of State judo. I am received in the Common-core syllabus, but I am spread to the specific. A height ! I am disgusted and I decide to raise the foot. It is necessary to say that the judo is a sport in which wounds are legion.

Accidentally, I fall on a report TV in which it is question of triathlon and in particular, THE IRONMAN of the Hawaiian Islands. I think while these people there are completely crazy and while this madmen's sport is not certainly made for me.

Quickly I was going to change opinion. For my preparation judo, I ran, I had been dismissed in cycling of small to junior, then why not to try this new sport ?

I swam as an adjustable spanner, but why not to tempt the experiment ? I had anything has to lose.

The same year of 1987, I integrate the Police academy of Paris, and I marry the mother of my son Christophe. I would have better made break me a paw this day there, but... " It is the life.... " She had already two children, Jean-Michel (then 5 years) and Marie-Laure (then 13 months). For 17 years I am going to raise them as my own children without ever making of differences. Today, there is that with Marie-Laure, and naturally Christophe, only I have contacts ! " Do good to Bertrand, in .......... " said one in french expression !

In October of the same year, I dash the challenge of my first triathlon. The distances are then 700 metres of swimming in swimming pool, 31 kilometres of cycling and 8 kilometres of running. For the occasion I had gone back up my cycle which took the dust in the cellar and me here is on the way. A DISASTER!

I ended this first test both tense legs, incapable to fold them so much the cramps made me suffer. It is necessary to admit that I had a little " ride like a bull " in cycle. This first experiment will nevertheless have been beneficial and it will have been a factor starting in my future career of triathlète.

Since, I worked a lot and I learnt to like this discipline which always makes me dream, even if from years to years, and in spite of my results, the research for partners is always a true galley. Nevertheless, how practise this discipline, which asks so much and so many efforts and sacrifices without sponsors. The question remains composed in ........