A few weeks ago, I formally stepped down as CEO of Graphicly. And while I generally expected people to be supportive, what did surprise me is how many people asked how I did it. Not the process of finding and selecting a CEO, but how I was able to step down and still stay engaged with the company.

One thing that people don’t know about me is that I played lacrosse for 18 years, and coached for 15 of them. Coached all kinds of players from 3rd grade to college; even spent a year coaching women (which is an unsurprisingly unique experience).

I haven’t written much lately. Not sure why, there are lots of ideas in my head. It could be the travel (65 out of 90 days!), or maybe what is happening at Graphicly (change for lack of a better word, is good). Or maybe I’m hitting a down cycle and just want to live (bipolar is awesome!).

After three months of travel (broke my weekly record of being at airports!) I finally got back into my routine this week. Eating right. Sleeping right. And yoga. Oh hot as hell Bikram yoga, how I missed you.

Having as much failure as I have had gives one the opportunity to really explore, study and understand it. It allows for the direct experience of how the startup ecosystem and community treats and reacts to failure. After all that time, here is what I have learned. Failure is—100% of the time—your fault.

Success is found in stillness. A few weeks ago while in the midst of a silent Bikram class, the instructor, who clearly didn’t understand the true meaning of silence said: Success is found in stillness. And while I dismissed the statement, as I did for the vast majority of the touchy-feely things yoga instructors say, that simple statement found a spot in my brain and just stuck.

The next person that tells me that they are impressed that I made it through yoga will get punched in the face. The next person that tells me that they are impressed that I made it through yoga will get punched in the face.

While April 1 is the day that the tech world fills the world with jokes, it was the day that I stopped being one. Back in 2006, on the March 31, I was sitting in my living room in Denver, Colorado. My living room didn't have much life in it. The blinds were closed, the tv always on. The trash was rarely emptied, and I rarely showered.

A lot of people that know me, or follow me on Twitter, Facebook, Instagram and the like, know that I am slightly obsessed with my animals. How many animals? Well, I have three cats, Winston, Calin and Max; and two dogs, Billie and Taylor. Yes, it’s ok to be surprised, maybe even slightly shocked.