The Diagnosis:
My guess is that my workdays aren’t much different than yours. I’m booked solid with meetings, conference calls, tasks that are tied to tight deadlines as well as the never-ending influx of emails that require my attention. I’m often not sure how to respond when my husband, Paul, asks me at dinner how my day was. I know I was extremely busy, but I didn’t do any strategic thinking or serious problem solving. In fact, I’m not sure that I substantially moved the ball forward in any particular area. On the days that I express that frustration, Paul asks, “Could you go for a bike ride tomorrow?”