Due to the wild popularity (snerk) of my 2004 "day in the life" account, I thought it may be interesting to relate what an average day looks like for me right now. At least, I'll find it interesting. Perhaps a few of you will be amused or entertained.
4:30 AM: First alarm goes off. I reach over to the nightstand and stab the "OK" button on my phone to acknowledge and shut up the obnoxious beeping. Get up and go to the restroom. Having not gained full consciousness, I fall back onto the bed and immediately drift off again.
4:50 AM: Second alarm goes off. Explain to the cell phone alarm just how displeased I am with the fact that I have to wake up when it's still dark. Sit up in bed and begin stretches. Stumble around the bedroom in the dark and locate my athletic shoes with socks stuck inside them (easier to do it that way than dig around for socks in the blackness of pre-5 AM with my non-morning-person hazy brain function). Sit on the bed and put on socks and shoes while continuing to stretch. Track down location of sports bra and put that on as well. Whine some more. Brush teeth, because I cannot stand to leave the house with that morning breath taste in my mouth.
5:05 AM: Grab car keys, phone, purse, and the book du jour (today it was Divine Secrets of the Ya-Ya Sisterhood) and get in the car to drive to the gym. Back out of the garage and hit the garage door remote, which refuses to close the door. Sigh heavily. Get out of the car, walk into the garage and punch the wall control for the garage door. Go into the house through the garage and back out the front door. Get back in the car and sigh again.
5:07 AM: Arrive at the intersection of my side street and the major east/west thoroughfare. Flash high beams at the stoplight to try to trigger it to change. Pull forward into the crosswalk. Inch further forward, flashing high beams. Finally trigger the stupid light change when my front tires are resting on the line at the far side of the crosswalk.
5:12 AM: Pull up to the gym, a mile from my house. Sigh heavily. Yawn. Grab book and purse from the passenger seat, and pop the trunk before locking the car. Dump purse in trunk. Go back to car and get the towel from the front seat. Claim a treadmill and set up the manual program for 20 minutes at a speed and incline that will give me a good heart rate for cardio (the computerized program insists it be able to measure my heart rate by keeping both hands on sensors, which makes it impossible to hold my book... plus it likes to reduce my speed and increase my incline which throws me off my rhythm). Begin reading the book du jour. Discover an impending pain in the left calf after 11 minutes and hit the "cooldown" button. After cooldown, switch to the recumbent bike for 12 minutes. Use towel to wipe off equipment and dripping forehead. Return home.
5:50 AM: Park in front of the condo instead of fighting with the garage door opener again. Round up clothing for the day. Put athletic shoes with socks stuffed inside for tomorrow back against the closet door to be found in the dark. Take shower and get ready for work. Slip cranberry supplements and chromium picolinate in pocket to take with breakfast. Double check to make sure I opened the chromium bottle and not the melatonin. Falling asleep at work, not so handy.
6:25 AM: Leave for work. Have battle of wills with the stoplight at the intersection near my house again. Sigh heavily.