Moving past anger...

I'm sorry about the vagueness of this post, but you never know who's reading.

I just stepped out of a meeting where work that I've been asked to do has been attacked because I did it. I didn't, apparently, consult the right people. I didn't, apparently, take into consideration what certain noisy yet uninvolved people might think. And I didn't, apparently, expect that I'd get taken to task for it.

It's this kind of meddling bureaucracy that makes getting anything useful done impossible. I went into the meeting expecting to get attacked, especially considering all the cryptic emails and questions I've been getting leading up to the meeting. I was hoping I'd get a chance to clear the air, but I just got magnanimous and condescending apologies and promises.

I can't decide if the title of this blog means that I'm getting over my anger or if I'm really getting so angry that it's not just anger anymore.

Blogging Equality/in the black...almost

Pardon me for being too busy to really post anything of value for four weeks, and for weeks before that.

But hey hey, what can I do? Wanna tell you bout the girl I love...

PaceWheel, LLC is within striking distance of breaking even. My father-in-law and I sold 77 wheels at the Colorado High School Coaches' Association Track and Field Clinic in Fort Collins, CO. (which was sponsored by the USA Track & Field and Cross Country Coaches' Association - USATFCCCA - just in case you were wondering). HC! WTH? IDK.

Anyay, after the CHSCAT&FCiFCCO, my dad and I sold 50 wheels at the USATF Level 1 Coaching School held at the OTC (Olympic Training Center) this weekend. Add to those numbers all the internet and other in-person sales, and I've sold 286 PaceWheels since I got them in hand on November 1.

I figure just 50 more wheels and we'll break even.

Then we can go back into the red to get a place at the Chicago Shamrock Shuffle Expo on Navy Pier in March.