It’s been a dream which I never actually believed I would achieve. Until Saturday when I had a hypnotherapy session with a fellow Questie. We did no work related to motorbikes or track riding, leaning over or moving about on a bike that’s doing 110mph.

We worked only on my belief that as a slightly ‘comfortable’ woman in her early 40’s I didn’t think I actually belonged out there doing those things – and we did the whole thing as a metaphor.

I left believing I deserved that experience as much as the next (slim bloke in his 20’s!). I followed an instructor around the track and thought – logically, if I do exactly what he’s doing, technically I should get the same results??

I did. I threw my hat over the wall and gave myself no other choice but to succeed.

Another inspiring life lesson to drop into the bag

Thank you Trevor!