Sleepy Reunion

Dad won no "hardware" (medals) for rowing today -- no golds, silvers, or bronzes to put in my baby's clapping hands. I will have to settle for kissing her goodnight in her sleepy warmth, which, of course, isn't settling at all. My mind is telling me tonight that rowing competitively, and rowing-related travel, is anti-family and therefore not part of the long range plan for yours truly. I was away, after all for more than half the weekend. But it is not impossible that being fit and pursuing all of my dreams, even the athletic ones, is going to be part of being a good father in the end. Time to go give that kiss.