Tiler’s journey from Yorkshire to Brazil, from schoolgirl obscurity to Olympic recognition, is unusual – but she makes her emergence in the straining world of weightlifting seem as natural as any teenage dream. “Dad was a bodybuilder and we had loads of machines in the garage,” she remembers. “When I was five my mum said: ‘Go and get your dad for tea.’ I went down to the garage and saw him doing all these things with his arms and I joined in. Soon everyone was saying how muscley I was at school. Then we had a sports day and I was really fast. Teachers were telling me to go to [Bingley] Harriers for sprinting. I did that and got introduced to a gym to make me faster and stronger. The guy at the gym was like: ‘Wow, you’re so strong. You’re beating all the guys in their 20s and you’re only 12. It’s crazy.’ He said: ‘If you do weightlifting you will be world class.’ So I did. I found it so easy.