| Thu, 04 Jan 2007The people have spoken 
  In November, the people of the United States elected the 110th
  Congress, which has just been sworn in. More, they sent a message, loud
  and clear: it's time for people to take responsibility for their
  screwups and be specific about why anyone should believe they'll do better going
  forward. With this note, I obey the people's command.
 
  I most regret these two failures from last year:
 
  
      I did a lousy job as
      the product
      director for the new Agile
      Alliance web site. I
      quickly found myself without enough time to do it
      right. I then made the classic mistake of not calling for
      help. Instead, each iteration I reviewed completed stories less
      carefully and tested them less thoroughly. As time went on, I
      produced only sketchy stories: essentially, I dumped my
      responsibility for the shape of the product in the programmer's
      lap. I "managed" the project into being late and over budget.
   
      Thankfully, someone else is now the product director, so I don't
      need to explain how I'll do better at that. However, I
      need to deal with my track record of saying "Yes" to worthy
      causes. Therefore, for the rest of this year, the answer to any
      software-related opportunity to volunteer is "No" unless: 
     
  It has to do with either (a) supporting the
  product director role or (b) working against the notion that Agile
  is a ready-to-package commodity rather than a half-understood craft, and 
    I'm working as part of a team. And not the least dispensible part,
    either. 
      As the head of the page shows, I'm nearly back at the weight
      that gave me
      my "big
      visible belly" idea. The root cause was that last year was a
      really lousy year in a lot of ways. Stress ⇒ flab. At
      some point, the embarrassment of weekly backsliding or at best stasis
      caused me to stop updating my visible chart of
      non-progress: and that was all she wrote.
     
      I will regain my svelteness because: 
     
      
I'm getting rid of the stress of over-volunteering and then
letting people down.
      
	  I dropped thirty pounds in my late twenties. It took until
	  my early/mid forties to gain the weight back. In this second
	  drop, it took less than a year to bounce back up. After a
	  lifetime outside popular culture, my self-image cannot let
	  me join in on the trite peak-and-valley weight loss cycle.
      
	  I rely more on exercise than not eating to lose weight. I
	  have three chronic joint and tendon injuries that make
	  certain exercises impossible and others difficult. I find
	  that incredibly discouraging.  At least one, perhaps all, of
	  the injuries are chronic because I was too much of a
	  milquetoast to insist on thorough treatment while
	  they were still acute. I'm going to get some decent
	  treatment now. I know that chronic injuries don't get fully
	  reversed, and I know that even an injury-free me could never
	  regain my peak. (Ah, the days of 10% body fat and a resting
	  pulse rate below 60...) But I can make things less
	  difficult.
       
  Your turn, Mr. President.
 
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