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A Year In The Code
I’ve passed my one year anniversary of coding. Or rather, I’ve finished Year Zero, and this is the start of Year One. A year ago, (and it seems more like 10 years ago — was I that person?) I walked into Tower City in downtown Cleveland to start a coding bootcamp in C#/.NET Core. True to its word it kicked my butt over and over.
Just getting there vaguely on time each morning was a stressful trial, an hour long minimum commute, with all of Cleveland’s sudden closed roads, accidents, breakdowns, slowdowns for no reason (and in saying so I acknowledge that Cleveland’s traffic is nothing at all compared to other cities). The first week I was nearly rear-ended on 480 West by a semi that didn’t realize we’d all come to a screeching halt a mile or so before the curve where Broadway passes over. Every morning after that I marveled at the long black skidmarks the truck had left with the last minute jog to the left around where my car was stopped.