A Day in the Life?

In order to keep things ?fresh? around here, I?m going to take a page from these fabulous ladies, and do a breakdown of my day for ya. Cause you know, it was just that exciting :P

5:50am ? Alarm goes off. What is happening? What day is it? Where do I have to be right now? Did I sleep last night? Sure doesn?t feel like it?

5:52am – *Strapping on heart rate monitor* I need coffee in my system right. now.

6:03am ? Grab french press out of the fridge, mix it with some almond mix and stevia, and pound it back with half a banana sloppily slathered in PB.

6:12am ? Work bag? Check. Gym bag? Check. Garbage bag? Check. Third arm? I need one of those on garbage days?

6:22am ? Briefly smile at the girl working the desk at the gym. She wonders if I?m a crazy person for working out everyday at such an ungodly hour. I wonder if she?s a crazy person for taking a job that has her working at such an ungodly hour.

6:29am ? Favourite center-driven elliptical is occupied by the grunting man. Opt for a rear-driven one instead. Start my warm-up.

6:34am ? First sprint is always a shock to the system.

6:45am ? Heart rate breaks the 170 barrier for the first time this workout. Yesssss!

6:50am ? Wish my iPod had one of those beep-y things that portable phones do. Then it would be with me at the gym and not in my apartment? somewhere?

7:05am ? Try to row away the DOMS in my back on the rowing machine. Only works when actually rowing.

7:15am ? Only 10 minutes on the stepmill. Only 10 minutes.

7:20am ? Only 5 minutes left on the stepmill. Just 5 minutes.

7:22am ? I?m not gonna make it.

7:25am ? I am so sorry legs.

7:28am ? I WANT TO LIVE IN PIGEON POSE.

7:49am ? Having short hair cuts my shower time down SO much.

8:15am ? I have microwave oats, but the door to the room with the microwave is locked. Sneak upstairs to use my bosses?, but I am spotted. Yes, I am cooking brown goop. So what??

8:25am ? Chocolate-protein-banana-PB oats just don?t cut it anymore. Where?s my custard oats!?

8:35am ? Get called to a meeting. Crap! I?m not done feeding the hunger beast!

9:00am ? Start what is becoming a ritual of answering and sending e-mails that usually lasts the whole morning.

10:13am ? Even though I?m not hungry, I must break up the monotony of e-mailing. Dig into my bag for a healthy-ish bar.

 
Caramel ReBar - 4 servings of fruit and veggies with 12g protein. Here?s an old picture of what the inside looks like, taken on my old, less fancy work desk

They kinda taste vegetable-y, but I like it. Plus, you can never go wrong with a chocolate coating ;)

11:04am ? The usual lunch posse are all busy today. Anticipate finally cracking open my Google Reader for lunch.

12:10pm ? Break down and dig into my lunch bag.

Tofurkey, hummus and tzatzkiki pita.

A very battered bartlett pear. I kinda like ?em super ripe like this!

12:57pm ? Run downstairs for the first of many university events today. A lecture and performance by a traditional folk singer.

1:22pm ? I need more Irish folk music in my life.

2:52pm ? Rush back up to my office to eat some grapes and cottage cheese while answering a co-worker?s fitness question (I?m getting so many of these now from friends and family ? I love it!)

3:50pm ? Rush off to lecture #2 called ?What We Talk About When We Talk About Art.?

4:10pm ? What I was expecting to be a boring lecture turns out to be hilarious, delivered by a witty and observant British man wearing a black turtleneck.

4:56pm ? Rush off to my next event. Pause briefly at a cookie tray set up in the foyer. Keep walking.

5:28pm ? Listen to novelist and Giller Prize winner David Adams Richards speak. Intense.

5:55pm ? Breeze through apartment door, borderline hangry. Immediately reach for some corn cereal. Nosnackingwhat??

6:12pm ? Sit down to supper.

Steamed green beans and red potatoes topped with leftover spicy yves ground round/black bean mix with tomato sauce added to it.

6:27pm ? Defeat. Giant plate of food wins. I am. So. Full. How was I so hungry a mere 30 minutes ago??

7:35pm ? Rush back to campus to meet coworkers for the Oedipus Rex play. Why am I always rushing? Leaving to go somewhere at a normal speed must be possible?

8:11pm ? What on God?s green earth are they saying??

8:33pm ? Dude. No. She?s your mom.

9:30pm ? Well, that was a cheery way to end the evening.

9:43pm ? Get a massive nose bleed for the first time in years. Freak out and Google ?Am I dying of cancer??

10:01pm ? Bleeding starts to subside, the fullness of supper long gone. A protein cake sounds like the perfect bedtime snack.

10:16pm ? Realize that I have to admit I wrote the majority of this post around 6:45 and am only updating it now.

10:20pm ? Hit publish

10:22pm ? Obsessively proof read post for spelling and grammatical errors

1024pm ? Breakfast, snacks and lunch for tomorrow

10:45pm ? Pass out on my pillow, dreaming of Friday morning?s Jillian Michaels workout and another Friday night spent in my peejays reading blogs and watching MTV?

Question of the Day: What are your Friday night plans? Gonna paint the town red or join me in your fuzzy slippers? :P