Ready to go home

It's the end of the business week, in California (it's been over for a while on the East Coast -- oh, time zones). Does the sun here just ride lower in the sky? Because I swear it's in my eyes all the time. I guess I lost my sunglasses, but that's not even the problem; it's just too bright here, somehow. I was also traveling sick, having gotten a cold on Sunday in apparent anticipation of the plane flight; the worst two days of that were also my busiest days of scurrying, packing, traveling, etc, and I'm pretty much better now.

Haven't done much except find my way to conference rooms, and wish my voice worked better, and sleep funny too-early hours, and stay on top of code reviews (if not email). Semi-crappy workouts in an unfamiliar gym whose patterns of crowdedness I don't know how to work with, but at least I did work out.

The high point was probably flinging myself through an inflated obstacle-race thing at today's picnic, a strange two-track item allowing for a race with someone else. I raced with a new manager who I've been mentoring via video chat for a few weeks... kicked his ass, of course, and noticed only later that I'd skinned an elbow. Battle wounds.

I failed to set up a handstand lesson for tomorrow AM, but I am going up to SF to see Scooper and do some acro with him. I wonder if all his high-caliber training will have given him any tips he can pass on to me about inverting quickly? At any rate, something there and then a flight home. I am SO looking forward to home.