I spent 30 years advising CEOs on their businesses before I learned the harder lesson—how to advise them on their lives.

During my own climb up the First Mountain, I burned out. Badly. And in rebuilding I discovered something I hadn't expected—that the most successful people I had worked alongside were quietly struggling with the same things I was. Health sacrificed for status. Relationships deprioritized for results. A definition of success borrowed from someone else and never examined.

The toll gets paid silently. Over years. Without ever connecting the cause to the cost.

I help CEOs and founders see it before the bill comes due—whether they're still climbing, questioning the route, or standing at the summit wondering what comes next.

A male marathon runner crossing the finish line at a race in Clermont, Florida, wearing a yellow tank top, black shorts, a hat, sunglasses, and running shoes. The digital clock shows 12:11:12.

I crossed the finish line of my first IRONMAN at 33. We started in the dark and finished in the dark. Two years earlier, I was the guy stepping outside for a cigarette between meetings—which, at the time, passed for a wellness routine.