It’s a pleasure to be “back” from where I’ve been.

Working at a PR firm about 20 years ago, I learned that I thrive on intense, stressful project management situations. I also learned that when the worst is over, it’s time to slow down, take stock and carefully think about the next step.

For the past two months, I’ve been burning the candle at both ends helping to put on one of the largest bicycle tours in North America. For the most part, it went well. What didn’t go well was beyond my control.

What matters the most is that my life is back. Those 90-hour work weeks where I’d get home to the birds chirping and my wife fast asleep are over. But as demoralizing as that can feel, I’d gotten used to it.

It isn’t an easy feeling to live with. There’s always an extra phone call or email to return, or report to write. It’s hard not to feel guilty that you haven’t done enough, even when you have. It’s like those people you see running for planes in airports who don’t slow down for the moving ramps. Once they hit the still ground again, the traction can knock them right out of their shoes.

There’s no way I can comment on the many amazing things that have happened in the world at large over the last two months, or even among my family and friends; I’m far behind. I just want people to know that I’m once again open for business.

Also, I’d promised not to email my postings to people. Many appreciate that, but others want to be on a list for whenever I do post. If you’re one of them, please let me know.

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