19/02/2026
This morning I woke up to one of those Facebook memories that stops you in your tracks.
Today marks 17 years since I opened the doors of Colin Hill Physiotherapists in Pretoria.
Seventeen years since I took one of the boldest, most rewarding steps of my life. Becoming my own boss.
I can still remember that very first day in Corelli Avenue, in the Moot. The smell of a fresh space. The nerves. The excitement. The quiet moment before the first patient walked in. That feeling of “This is mine. I built this.” It was terrifying and exhilarating all at once. And I loved every second of it.
That little clinic became so much more than just a practice. It was growth. It was lessons. It was long days and big wins. It was community. It was purpose.
Now, four years after stepping out of my own practice, I find myself sitting in London, looking at Tower Bridge, feeling deeply nostalgic. The energy is different. The phase of life is different. I’m no longer “the boss” — and that’s okay.
Do I miss the practice in Corelli Avenue? Absolutely.�Would I want to be anywhere else right now? No.
Because here’s the beautiful part — 17 years later, I still get to live my passion every single day. I still get to help. To heal. To connect. Just in a different place, with a different view.
Growth doesn’t always look like staying.�
Sometimes it looks like building, letting go, and building again somewhere new.
Here’s to bold steps, brave seasons, and trusting the journey.�And here’s to 17 years since I bet on myself.
