Practice this morning was a blast -- we took out a lightweight women's quad. I
loverowing with people who are my size! It was me, Egret, Hardcore, and a
relatively new rower...um...Pigtails. I'd love to do this as a regular thing, but
Hardcore is trying out for the four that will be racing at the Head of the Charles
in October, so she'll need to concentrate on that until she finds out if she's in
the boat. No reason she shouldn't be -- she's smaller than most of the people
trying out, but very strong, and has done more erging than a lot of
them.
My hair is now an inch or less long all over my head, and sort
of a very dark plummy color. I had Rudder take a Polaroid last night, and I'll see
if I can get someone at work to scan it in, so I can post it here. Or I may break
down and buy a digital camera at lunch, since I've been wanting one anyway. I sort
of have one, that attaches to my old Palm Pilot, but I can't find the old Pilot
and it's not very hi-res anyway. (Old geek joke: What's a programmer's favorite
drink? Hi-res root beer!)
I think the hair looks pretty good, and it
certainly saves me time in the morning. Not that I ever did more than comb tangles
out of my hair, slick some pomade through, and leave the house with it wet, but
shoulder-length or longer hair takes much longer to wash, rinse, and dry. All of
the comments so far have been positive -- that is, there were none of the "Oh, you
got your hair cut (silence) (pause for thought)...Wow, it really looks different"
type. And only one or two used the words "cute" or "adorable", a perennial bugbear
to those of us who are very small. On the other hand, no one came out and said,
"Wow, Dichroic, you look HOT!" either (well, except Rudder). But I'll take what I
can get.
I have a status meeting shortly with my boss, who hasn't
seen me yet. Should be fun.