Tuesday, June 16, 2009
A typical morning...(or what my Tweets would be chronicling if I actually had a Twitter account)
5:46 AM - debating whether or not to leave the warmth of the bed to go to the gym.
5:46:30 AM - hit the snooze button, roll over and go back to sleep.
5:55 AM* - drag my grumpy hide out of bed and get dressed for the gym. I the spend the next five minutes looking either for: a) running shoes, b) keys, c) iPod headphones, d) non-dorky socks or e) all of the above. Quietly whisper to MrDrama that I will be back soon (in the event that highway robbers arrive in the suburbs and I get kidnapped).
6:05 AM* - pull into the parking lot of the Y and marvel that it is COMPLETELY full this early in the morning and that there are people actually leaving the gym, meaning that they were up at the butt crack of dawn.
6:06 AM - 7:10 AM* - proceed to torture my body with 45 minutes of cardio circuits (usually a combination of treadmill, bike and elliptical) + 15 minutes of strength + 3.7 seconds of abs.
7:11 AM - get in the car, debate whether or not to stop and get some breakfast, decide to be good and not cancel out the prior hour of work with a McMuffin.
7:20 AM - hop in the shower before MrDrama gets a chance to get in there.
7:25 AM - 8:46 AM - wake up the Kid, get her dressed, feed her some semblance of breakfast, pack her lunch for school and kick her and the husband out the door and then enjoy about 30-45 minutes of uninterrupted mommy time (watching the news, catching up on Google Reader, etc.).
8:47 AM - realize that I am probably going to be late for work and throw on a dress and shoes and run out the door.
8:55 AM - hustle into the office (gotta love the minuscule commute) and do some quick paperwork and start seeing patients.
*The asterisked sections are sometimes part of a dream sequence and don't actually happen about three days a week...