Dichroic Reflections

back in, full blast

If I had hoped to have a nice quiet first day back after 1750 road miles, 2 races
(plus one coxing debacle), and five days off, I would have been doomed to
disaster.

Fortunately I know better; the universe just waits to
pounce on forlorn hopes. The universe enjoys evil timing.

And the
above is completely untrue. I did, at least in the back of my mind, hope
for that nice quiet day. My PDA calendar even substantiated that hope, with no
planned meetings until afternoon.

Yes, I am both an innocent and a
sucker. I got here only to be landed with a frantic voicemail from late Friday,
followed almost immediately with a live call about the same problem, and then a
request to present some information to a customer -- a presentation that did not
yet exist, of course.

I've written all of this to explain why it is
that my summary of the latest Dichroic 'n' Rudder Road Adventure consists of only
one imprecise paragraph. In brief, Rudder got two bronze and one silver medal. I
got none, but was happy with the way I rowed my races and am confidently expecting
not to be embarassed by the videotape. Our training session with href="http://www.xenomuller.com">Xeno was also helpful and productive, though
I'm not quite sure how to implement some of his suggestions. And to top it all
off, my sunburn, though present, is slight.

Now, back to work.