Never give up

This is a mantra that I don't always follow, as I think I can write a book on surrendering when things aren't quite going according to plan.  Especially with regard to my palmares racing bikes for "fun"--I think I placed 3rd in a Westgate training race 22 years ago and I won a water bottle prime at a race 2 years ago, and the rest of the gumbo is a bitter mix of DNF's and top 75 pack finishes.

Not so for our spunky Washington Capitals.  After a 5-love drubbing at the hands of the Chicago reps of the Original Six on Wednesday and trailing 3-1 in the third against the Atlanta What Is A Thrasher, Reallys they pulled out a must win with successive scores by the Dynamic Duo of Ovie and Nicklas (I'm on first name/nickname basis here).  What's really cool is that while they have to continue to win to get into the playoffs, the TEAM itself has really gelled and their playing unselfishly.  This is why I love hockey, as when it is played right the teamwork shines through in ways that make the playing look effortless.  Icing on the cake is that Ovie scored numbers 59 & 60 tonight.

Unfortunately at Work I'm on a number of teams (specifically one) that have honed the art of obfuscative backstabbing spiced up with unproductive agenda-pushing ladled upon the unappetizing stew of evasive communication.  What I am describing is a typical construction project in which there are just too many cooks in this here kitchen.  Once the dust clears from the happenings of this week I will describe for my own benefit the conclusions of writing letters and memos all week to keep my company's skin side up and rubber side down.

Since the kids are on spring break this coming week I'm taking part of the week off.  The break will be good, as I'm pretty cooked right now.  Maybe if I applied the same intensity to the bike that I do at work I may win another water bottle prime...someday.