A rain-soaked 200km ride to Brighton with three much faster riders taught me something senior leadership teams often miss: the best teams, on the bike and in the boardroom, succeed by naming the awkward stuff up front rather than letting it fester into low candour and signal distortion.

I haven't ridden my bike outdoors since December 31st.

Until I wrote this, I hadn't told anyone. This is a post about the stories we tell, the masks we wear, and why it's never too late to stop and be honest with yourself.