Segments

Ber last ran the Kentucky Derby Festival miniMarathon in 2015, right after we found out she was pregnant with Grace. Ever since she finished, she’s been excited to run it again. Today she finished the 2017 miniMarathon, after fourteen weeks of training.

I’m incredibly proud of her, and watching her complete such a big event really makes the last few months’ work and focus worthwhile.

Recently I’ve been thinking about life more and more in terms of segments.  The first segment of this year was Ber’s half-marathon. Our family’s #1 priority since the new year was Ber’s training for this event, and we were all on board with that. It’s not the only thing we did, but it was the most important thing.

At work I tend to think in segments book-ended by meetups. My team just went to Washington DC and I’m now looking at the work I’ll be doing between now and the Grand Meetup in September.

What seems appealing about this outlook is that it’s okay for big goals, because a segment is necessarily a large chunk of time. 14 weeks is a lot of time to get better at running. 5 months is a lot of time to get good work done. So even if every step forward is a small one, over the course of a segment you are certainly closer to your goal.

It’s a (mini) marathon, not a sprint.

A Conversation with Amber about Cats and Bacon

Perusing the internet, I learned about this gem of a blog post from John Scalzi in 2006. He literally taped bacon to his cat just to prove to the internet that he would do it. I had to share this post with Amber right away. Her response:

Listen, I know you’re going to replicate this. You can put bacon on the cat but you can’t tape it to the cat. And after you’re done with it you have to give the bacon to the dog.

I don’t really have the energy to follow through with it right now. But it’s good to know what Ber’s limits are on this issue.

That Time My Wife Saved My Sojourner

Trying to head out the door this morning, I made one more check at my to-dos and phone notifications before we were on our way.

“I only have 44 more minutes to hack a portal,” I mentioned to Ber. I knew, because I use a timer to help me track my Ingress Sojourner medal.

“Something tells me you’ll be fine,” she replied, dismissing my concerns quickly.

Ber has the day off for Memorial Day so we decided we’ll mix up the schedule today and do some adventuring. I still want to work, but there’s WiFi in plenty of cool places outside of my house. We decided on Highland Coffee for our morning hangout and got there without issue.

We got coffee and a table. And I started working. Right into it — no thought about my phone or silly notifications. Amber logged into Ingress on a whim.

“Hey, did you hack a portal?”

Shit.

I had 14 minutes left. I had never cut it that close before. Almost lost my 79-day hacking streak, and would’ve been forced to start over on the 360 days in a row required for the black medal. Thank you, Ber.

Ber captured the portal afterwards.
Ber captured the portal afterwards.