Picking Passwords

“Please change your password.”

Again??  Didn’t I just do this??

With at least five unique logins at work almost daily, plus another handful of logins weekly or monthly, it feels like I’m changing passwords all the time.  And this is just at work.

But even if I were tempted to use the same password for everything at work (trust me, I’ve been tempted), it can’t be done because they all require new passwords at different intervals.  And they all have their own rules.

• No repeating characters in the same password.
• No repeating characters in the same position as a previous password for up to 6 revisions.  (For example, if I used an A in the first position of the last 6 passwords, I can’t use an A in that position for the next password.)  This one is especially annoying because not only do I have to remember all of my current passwords, I have to remember what I used the last 6 times for this program.
• Must use upper and lower case as well as at least one number.

You get it.  You’ve been there.  But let me get back to you after I think of a new password…

Time to roll!

So.... I just started weekly lessons where I get to learn how to roll a kayak.  These lessons are available at an aquatic center not too far away – an awesome opportunity to practice during the colder months so I can be better prepared for the warmer months!

Now I am not the most accomplished swimmer and didn’t grow up spending a lot of time in the water.  So it cracks me up that I will pay money to get in a boat, purposely go upside down under water, and try to snap my hips enough to bring the kayak back up before I run out of air.  And to pay someone to watch me do that over and over, haha!

But it’s a lot of fun to work on my roll and to feel much more comfortable in the water.  I'm really enjoying it.  And TONIGHT will be the night I get the roll down (or up?) all by myself!

LET’S ROLL!

Sleeping through my dreams

If you dream about sleeping, shouldn’t that have the effect of gaining extra rest (if not double)?

Last night I dreamt that I was with a group of friends for dinner and they all decided they wanted to go see a new movie afterward.  I was tired and didn’t really care about the movie but I was a passenger and unwilling for anyone to change their plans on my account.

So we went to the theatre and everyone split up to sit in their favorite viewing locations.  I found a spot in the back of the theatre where I could lean against the wall and even stretch out my legs.  And slept through the entire movie.  I have no idea what it was about – I was content to sleep through all of it and didn't feel I was missing out on anything.

When I awoke this morning I still felt tired.  But a good workout later and I was sufficiently energized for the day!

Beating the bag

Tonight I had a personal training session that consisted primarily of TRX burpees and a lot of bag work.  There have been times during kickboxing classes or even one-on-one where they say to conjure up something that makes you mad and then use that to channel the aggression into the punches and kicks.  I find that difficult.  It’s like I know I’m trying to trick myself so it doesn’t work, haha.

I can only think of two times when it has worked so far.  Both happened naturally without prompts.  The first time was a while back.  I was fine when I started the workout but the harder I hit that bag, the more I started to get really worked up.  It got to the point that I was struggling to hold back tears at the end of the circuit.  Maybe it was partly hormones but man did that bag take a beating!

The other time was tonight.

I was hitting the bag as instructed (I wasn’t asked to summon any particular aggression) when I suddenly remembered a recent dream.

The other night I dreamt that someone I didn’t know hit my son.  Deliberately.  An adult.

Oh, it was ON!  I laid him out in no time!  But then I got concerned that I could go to jail for knocking his lights out (he didn't die but trust me, he wasn't getting up anytime soon)...

Anyway, that came to mind while I was punching the heavy bag tonight and I have to say that it gave me some focus and fueled my energy.  It was a fantastic workout!  Fortunately I wasn't close to tears this time though.  :-)

Which flavor of plain vanilla?

I was asked to bring brownies and ice cream to a Thanksgiving gathering.  I was given a specific brand of ice cream and told to get plain vanilla.  Easy enough.  And I like instructions like that because it’s clear what someone wants – I don’t have to guess and wonder if I’m making the best choice.

As it turns out there were multiple flavors of plain vanilla (and that’s not including “light” or fat-free)!

Natural vanilla.

Homemade vanilla.

French vanilla.

Extra creamy vanilla.

Who knew there were so many kinds of plain vanilla (and proably more)!  Days later it still makes me laugh!