4:15am- Wake up. What time is it? 4:15? Are you serious? Get back to sleep, woman.
4:30am- Really? REALLY? Sleep! Now!
4:40am- Alarm goes off. Alarm gets a beat down.
Remind myself that I wanna be cut like an olympic athlete. Get up a little less upset.
4:50am- Arrive at gym.
See and avoid the “mayor” You know- the dude that is literally at the gym any and every time you are. Who walks around with his beverage of choice (coffee). Pretending to work out, but never actually does. Instead, he just wastes space in the already small gym.
Jump on treadmill and sweat it up for 20 minutes.
Wonder if I’m having a Groundhog’s Day moment when “Whip My Hair Back and Forth” comes on for the second day in a row.
Climb up stairmill and do another 20 minutes and feel totally awkward as the sweat pours onto the machine. Air conditioning. Has anyone heard of it?
Literally run the entire way home because I need to be in the shower by 5:45.
Seriously- there is no room for dawdling in my current morning schedule. It’s easily the most intense and exhausting hour of my day.
6:25am- Take break from getting ready to sit down and eat breakfast.
Turn on tv and half-listen to the headlines while checking email for 15 minutes. If the news is on, I’m surely soaking in some of the information, right?
7:15am- Race walk my way to the el. If I catch the earlier train, my chances of getting to sit in a seat vs stand the entire way increase greatly. It’s all about the small wins.
7:18am- Get seat.
Realize the new book I pull out to read on my trip is one I’ve already read. Clearly it wasn’t memorable.
Hit up the email chain between random friends the rest of the way. Even though I’m only one coffee in and don’t have much of intelligence to say.
8:00am- Second cup of coffee. Things are less fuzzy. My mood is perking up. Yay work!
11:00am- MOOOOOORRREEE COFFEEEEE! YAAAAAYYYY WORK!
12:30pm- Lunch. Thank goodness because I’m a little fatigued.
Get up and walk around outside. Get energy back. YAAAAAAYYYY WORK!
3:30pm- Officially crashing.
Luckily, another team member in my department and I had a coffee run to celebrate our success on a project from the day before. Caffeine! YAAAAAYYYY WORK!!!!!!
5:01pm- After a long week of staying late and getting in early, I’m outtie! Freedom!!! RUN to the el stop!
5:15pm- Ok… who smells?
5:25pm- No really. Who is it? I know we’re all trying to be frugal in this economy, but a second application of deodorant would never hurt anyone if needed on that level.
5:45pm- Walk into apartment.
Change into “everyday clothes” as my mother used to call them. (Did anyone else call them that? My brother and I swore we were the only ones that had them- basically regular or workout clothes that were worn after school because they’re not worthy for public viewing anymore and kept our other clothes “nice” longer.)
Yes, I look like a slob in the evenings. But if you let me know you’re coming to visit, I’ll totally put my bra back on for you. You’re welcome. Speaking of which… I need to do laundry…
6:15pm- Start opening pantry and refrigerator doors. I’m sooooooo hunnnnnggggrrrryyyy…. What to eattttt….
6:30pm- End up eating the same thing I’ve eaten every night this week.
BBQ Turkey and Cheese. Dinner of champions.
It’s obvious I’m in a food rut.
Alright, fine. I’m clearly in a routine rut. Whatever.
8:30pm- Remember laundry was started. Whoops. Blame the Olympics for the distraction from household chores. Unfortunately a random peek at CNN.com earlier in the day totally ruined any surprise. I pretend to be enthusiastic/shocked anyway.
9:35pm- Remember I was going to clean the mess that is my bedroom. Blame Phelps and Lochte again.
9:45pm- Peel myself off my yoga mat on the floor. Yes, I did get the weird and random urge to do sit ups while viewing the Olympics.
Start the face washing and moisturizing and so on. My old lady “get ready for bed” routine has started already. Don’t laugh. You’re never too young to start worrying about healthy skin.
9:58pm- Success! I made it in bed before 10:00!
10:01pm- Like a rock.
4:15am- Really?!?! Again? WTF?!?!?!
Clearly the week has been pretty average. Which is a nice way of saying “I’ve been super boring”. But that’s fine. Last weekend was nuts and it was about time I hit that
reset button. No regrets. Because boring can be good. Or at least that’s my story and I’m sticking to it.
Now excuse me… what time is it again? Ah yes. According to schedule I should be running out the door any minute now.
Happy Friday, folks. Let’s get it done.
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Sandwiches are my go-to dinner. And yes, the Olympics totally make me feel like I need to step-up my workout routine! Though yesterday a flight attendant totally made my day…as I was walking off the plane, she said “You look like you should be on the Olympic team.” I couldn’t thank her enough
Everyday clothes- totally in my family’s vacab growing up! I switched to everyday clothes every day after school!
UGH, I keep waking up at 5, which is about an hour before the alarm is set. This wouldn’t be so bad, but I know next will be the beginning of 5:30 wake up calls and that will mean that there will be no point in going back to bed! I second the deodorant statement. Seriously, this is a must! Do it for the people! Have a great weekend Amy!
I don’t know how you do the workouts that early. It would be gruesome if I tried it. The every day clothes thing is so cute. I think I just call them “comfy clothes” but I have this weird thing of making even my schlub clothes have to match. My past roommate made fun of me relentlessly for it.
How you manage to get up that early baffles me. I am a total disaster first thing in the morning. You’re my hero.
This lady brings coffee (a venti) to Spin class. That seems really really weird to me.
That is one heck of a routine! Don’t worry, you’re not the only one who forgets you started laundry….
Growing up I never understood the whole “change into other clothes” thing. My stepdad called them “play clothes”. Now, though, I totally get it. Being an adult is weird.
I don’t call them everyday clothes, but I have always changed after work or school or whatever. When I’m at home, I look like a giant mess. If anyone ever comes over unannounced, we’re going to have a problem.
I have everyday clothes too! At an early age my mom taught me to always change into my home clothes (that’s what I’ve always known them as) immediately upon returning home so as to not ruin my nice clothes. I used to think this was totally normal but when I got to college there were so many people who thought it was so weird!
Ugh…4:15 sounds awful! I have been glued to Olympics every second possible, even if all the spoilers are a pain.
Fact: my alarm clock actually says the following things:
4:00 – wakey wakey!
4:10 – fine, 10 more minutes.
4:15 – get your ass out of bed.
Of course I have open my eyes to actually see the screen and read my threatening messages…rarely happens.
haha. oh this post gave me shivers as my summer is slowly coming to an end and i will be in this exact cycle. thanks for the laughs…great blog!
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Just found your blog and am so happy to find another Chicago blogger! I totally do the same thing on the train in the morning–I know if it hits 7:30 at the latest there is just no chance for a seat ha