Testing

Twenty-five years. Three continents. Senior roles at multi-billion dollar global companies across Bogotá, London, and Sydney. Every credential, every promotion, every box ticked — and a drive that never really switches off.

A few years into my career at Marsh, something shifted. I'd been promoted to APV, then to VP — fast, by any measure. Then I started getting unwell. Slowly at first, then all at once. The diagnosis landed hard: a blood condition, and a warning I couldn't ignore. I was close to chronic fatigue syndrome.

So I did what a young, driven woman does when the system she's been running on finally breaks down.

I packed my bags and booked a sabbatical to Australia. I told myself it was for English and business management studies. That was true. It was also the first time I'd stopped long enough to actually hear myself think.

I became a certified personal trainer. I rebuilt myself physically — and realised, somewhere in the middle of it, that the body wasn't the whole problem. I read everything. Personal development. NLP. Neuroscience-backed performance research.