About

Callum Stewart

Remedial Massage Therapist

When I was about 25 years old I was having trouble getting out of bed in the morning due to the debilitating pain that I was experiencing regularly in my lower back. I would slide out of bed and crawl across the floor to get into the shower each day. Interestingly, it took me a little while to realise that I probably shouldn't have to put up with this kind of inconvenience.

With a little convincing from a friend, I reluctantly decided to book in with a massage therapist, not really knowing what to expect. After a single session they got me to the point where I could happily move without pain and continue to manage the injury myself.

At that time, I never considered that I'd soon be in the same line of work.

Following the treatment, I started taking yoga classes at Younga Yoga Studio in Wollongong. I enjoyed the practice and loved the place so much that after a couple of years, I undertook a month of intensive study and became an instructor there.

Although I enjoyed teaching yoga classes, I found myself wanting to know more about anatomy and physiology so I could help people more directly with their own unique injuries and inefficiencies.

Remedial massage was the next logical step in my professional education: a widely applicable and highly practical physical therapy, proven over thousands of years of application, with zero side effects and immeasurable benefits.

After completing my Diploma of Remedial Massage Therapy and working in a professional clinic in Melbourne, I decided to return to my favourite part of the world: the south coast of NSW.

Here I aim to assist people of all ages, backgrounds and ability levels, to get the most out of their bodies, for as long as they possibly can. Because I believe that we all deserve the right to freedom of movement, and that growing older doesn't have to mean growing stiff, sore or fragile.

I've never been happier to get to work.

Qualifications

Why "Lonely Fin"?

On January 13th 2018, I encountered a 3.5m female great white shark whilst freediving with a couple of friends at a popular dive location, off the coast of Port Kembla, which also happens to be home to a local seal colony.

The shark hit me from behind and snatched the fin from my left foot. With the fin clutched in her jaws, she then treated me to a mind-blowingly awesome, zig-zagged, turbo-charged lap of honour in perfect-visibility waters, before swimming directly back towards me with her mouth wide open, very clearly displaying each and every one of her 300-odd teeth. Staring down her throat, I thought I was about done with this lifetime. But at the very last second she decided to change course, and left me alone with nothing but a few bruises and scratches, some teeth marks in my wetsuit, and an adrenalin high that literally lasted for 2 days.

Lonely Fin is named after the fin that remained in tact on my right foot, and who still hangs dejected and forlorn upon the clinic door, dreaming of its old mate and all that might have been.