Social Media

“There are many things of which a wise man might wish to be ignorant”  - Ralph Waldo Emerson

I could actually consider myself NOT a social media user.  Yes, I have a blog.  That is to encourage my writing and post pictures for my friends to see.  Yes, I have a facebook page, but it's not my fault.  I had to sign up for one to assist the marketing department with a technical issue on the corporate page.  And, ok.  I have a twitter account, but I never actually tweet...

Until this morning.

I made my first tweet.  In conjunction with my first Instagram post.  Yes, it seems I now have Instagram as well.  Oh God!  So much for avoiding the time-wasting, soul-sucking black hole of social media.

This is what I posted:

"Not something you see every day!"

I played with instagram because it was taken with my iPhone in lousy light from a distance.  In other words, it sucked.  It was a crappy photo and couldn't get much worse, so what the heck.  The funky Instagram presets actually made it look better.  Go figure.  But I couldn't save it without sharing it and while I was at it, since I seem to have inexplicably gathered a few twitter followers, I why not tweet it.

My first tweet.  And it actually amuses me.  I'm so ashamed...

Sigh.

Run For Your Life

"Physical fitness is not only one of the most important keys to a healthy body, it is the basis of dynamic and creative intellectual activity."  - John Fitzgerald Kennedy

Normally I keep things like this a secret.  More often than not, I fail and if people know about it I have to admit my failure.  I don't like admitting to failure.  But I decided to use this blog for accountability in my quest to change my life so...

I have decided to start the Couch to 5K program.

Sigh.  There, I said it.

I have never been a runner.  Even at my fittest, running was...difficult.

I have been walking for almost a year now.  3 days a week (almost) like clockwork.  I haven't lost any weight.  Although some of the weight has redistributed itself a bit as I am wearing the next size down and my legs seem a little less jiggly.

I have always liked the IDEA of running.  Thanks to lack of time, money and opportunity, I have very few options for sporting activities in my adult life so running seems like a good idea.

I have no illusions about how challenging this is going to be.  Physically AND psychologically.

The program is laid out as an 8 week course.  I thoroughly expect each "week" to take me a month before I am even remotely able to move on to the next level.  I already did the first day, which consisted of a warm up walk, 20 mintues alternating between running and walking and a cooldown walk.  It was a push to run half of the running cycles.  I walked the rest. 

But that's ok.  I'm thrilled that I even tried.  Maybe day 2 will see me running one more cycle before I have to walk.  I will not let frustration or feeling like I am not progressing "like other people" to be an excuse for quitting.

My goal here is not to run a race.  My goal here is to be able to move faster than a stroll without asphyxiating.  In my perfect life I am able to move across varied terrain all day shooting pictures.  For that, I need to be fit and not pass out if I climb a hill, or rush to catch a shot.

Psychological Warfare with Cats

"When my cats aren't happy, I'm not happy. Not because I care about their mood but because I know they're just sitting there thinking up ways to get even." - Percy Bysshe Shelley 
 
I have 2 cats.
 
I'll make formal introductions another time, but they are named Sam and Kate.  Both are female, about 10 years old and I adopted them from a friend of mine.  Fantastic cats with definite personalities.
 

Kate (left) and Sam (right)

Sam has been losing weight for a while, but I didn't really think too much of it at first because she was overweight.  Then she started to lose too much weight and I found out she may be closer to 16.
 
Off to the vet we went.
 
Hyperthyroidism.
 
According to Mirriam Webster Online: excessive functional activity of the thyroid gland; also: the resulting condition marked especially by increased metabolic rate, enlargement of the thyroid gland, rapid heart rate, and high blood pressure

She needs special (read expensive) food.

Have you ever tried to feed one cat one kind of food and keep the other cat from eating it?

Yeah.

It's ok for the other cat to eat this special food, but as it is very expensive, I'd rather she stuck to the old food.

I started off mixing the new food with the old food.  She would pick around it. (point to the cats)

I tried the "you'll eat when you're hungry" method.  After three days of looking at her recently acquired thinness, I gave in.  (another point to the cats.)

Sam couldn't jump very high - not the most graceful of felines - so I fed Kate her old food on the bathroom vanity.  Sam was hurling herself up there to get at the other food.

I tried the canned version (even more expensive).  Sam would eat this, sort of, but Kate was jealous, shown by increased aggressivness in their play.  (point 3)

Of course, Sam didn't like it in a chunk from the refrigerator.  So I'd have to mix it with water and feed her on the couch next to me to keep Kate away (yet another point)

Kate was even more jealous so I bought her some cheaper canned food for her.  (how many points is that?) 

Funny, I seem to be losing this battle.

At this point, Sam has decided she doesn't like the canned food either and she wants Kate's food while Kate is avid to get Sam's food.  (I can't win.)
Finally, a PLAN of ATTACK.  I continue to feed them separately but I give them the SAME(expensive) canned food.  I check back and Kate is happily eating Sam's food and Sam is happily eating Kate's.  (Finally, a point for me!)

The next day, Sam is not eating again and Kate is eating two servings and getting fat!

Cats 8
Me 1 (ish)

Sigh.  I surrender.  Back to the vet to discuss alternate options.

Stress

 “To achieve great things, two things are needed: a plan and not quite enough time.” ― Leonard Bernstein
 

I hate it when I let stress affect my life.  I rarely let it but sometimes I can't help it.
 
And it's the reason I haven't blogged in a while.
 
I got my CCNA (Cisco Certified Network Associate) certification three years ago, but I only started working in the field in October when my company finally opened up a position for me. 
 
The certification is good for three years and you either have to renew it or take and pass another test of equal or greater significance on the Cisco heirarchy of certifications. 
 
Mine expires in the middle of April. 
 
The CCNA material was actually fairly easy for me once I got the hang of subnetting and binary math (not as difficult as you might think).
 
I say this because when I took a class for Advanced Routing, the first exam in the track for a CCNP (Cisco Certified Network Professional), you will understand what I mean when I felt like I had been transported to mars! 

Clear as mud?  I just didn't get it.  At all.
 
So I took another class.  These were at the same community college campus where I took my CCNA courses.  Then my company sent me to a corporate training facility.  Ok, a little clearer but still pretty dim.
 
Thousands of practice questions later, I was finally so sick of looking at it that I just said "screw it" and signed up to take the test this past weekend just to get it over with, pass or fail.  At least that way, I would know what areas I needed to work on instead of just answering question after question over and over.

I then proceeded to get food poisoning. 

Great, what if I'm still (actually) sick on Saturday?  I would be out the (not insignificant) test fee as it was too late to reschedule.

Thankfully as Saturday dawned (it's not like I could sleep) my stomach was settled (or at least not unsettled by bad food) enough for me to get myself to the test and be relatively confident I wouldn't have to go running out in the middle.

And....

I PASSED!  I passed so well, if I hadn't screwed up one, yes ONE, simulation, I would have gotten 100%.

So much for stress. 

Unfortunately, while I apparently understand the concepts well enough to answer multiple choice questions and a few basic simulations, I still can't acutally set up a VPN tunnel with IPSec without looking at the notes.
 
So, now the test is over and I have another three years on my certification. 

And two more exams to actually earn the CCNP...

I'm off to study.