My New Office

Today is the day that my office is complete. The artwork that I was having framed finally came in. It's a poster of The Rock by Peter Blume that I got at the Art Institute of Chicago. So that along with a set of drawers that I bought today makes it complete.



I also have a plant that was given to me by my mother, my grandmother, and Richard. I believe it's a Diffenbachia.

Things are going well but these first few weeks have been overwhelming because I said I would finish off my projects with Double-D and that has made my workload quite heavy. If it was just my projects things would be a little less stressful. But I'm slowly wrapping those up and then I'll be able to focus completely on my business. I'm really enjoying it so far and it was a good move for me.

Tomorrow I'm already taking my first vacation. Veronica and I are spending her spring break visiting my father in Rhode Island and making some short trips to Boston and maybe New York City.

Commitment

Oh, what to write. Is it better to write something mundane or nothing at all? Jesse and I did a day trip to Sugarbowl yesterday and I still feel worked. Tahoe had a few storms roll through and there was so much powder that it made for a spectacular day on the mountain. Not to mention the fact that it was a Monday, which meant no waiting in lines.

That much powder lets you try some things you might not normally do because the landing is so soft. We decided to launch off a cliff band (about a fifteen foot drop) that we had been eyeing all season and it appeared reasonable yesterday...at least from the lift. As I went off the edge, though, I saw that the rocks did not go straight down but at an angle, which meant you had to clear them to land on snow. This surprised me so much that I ended up pitching forward and landing practically on my head, but luckily in plenty deep powder. That was one of those moments where you are worse off if you don't commit. Had I just remained calm and stayed upright I would have landed fine and continued. Committing, however, can be a bit scary. Fortunately I had committed enough to have the speed that allowed me to clear the rocks.

The worst is when you try to abort mid-commitment; that's when injuries happen. Like deciding you want to back out at the last moment but your speed keeps you going over the edge and down the rocks. Not good.

Well, somehow that turned into a brief observation on commitment. It's something I've been working on lately in both snowboarding and mountain biking so worth a little discussion if only to vocalize my thoughts on it. I find it easier to do if I can analyze it and understand it.