Anyhow. Onward. I would say this is a fairly typical Tuesday or Thursday for me. The remaining days of the week I'm at my desk much closer to 8 a.m., but my work is a bit fluid. I also am surprised I didn't have any chocolate yesterday, but here's how the day shook out.
5:15 a.m. I tiptoe out of bed as quietly as possible and get dressed for CrossFit, as I do most Tuesdays and Thursdays. I start my morning by kissing Tim goodbye and downing a giant glass of water before driving to the 6 a.m. class.
6:23 a.m.: The WOD this morning was killer:
10 rounds: 1 min on/1min off (20 minutes total)3 bear complexes 115/85lb
Lateral jumps over bar until the minute is up (2 foot to 2 foot jumps)
*Record AMRAP of lateral jumps over the bar
My score was 331, but I only lifted 55 pounds. It hurt.
7:09 a.m.: Sip my kombucha on the way back home.
7:23 a.m.: Back at home to say good morning to my boys, drink more water and take a patent-pending fastest shower ever.
7:47 a.m.: Break a glass while making breakfast. Typical. I clean it up, start the dishwasher and get together my leftover lunch as my breakfast toasts.
8 a.m.: Eat the same breakfast I enjoy every day. Half a flatout wrap with 2 tablespoons of Krema peanut butter, salt, chia seeds and a sliced banana. I also tried this protein peanut butter cup recipe that did not turn out well. I had half before pitching it.
9:06 a.m.: Arrive at work and decide I'm still hungry. Eat a giant pear and enjoy coffee with almond milk while getting through my e-mails. The coffee mug was a gift from my intern and it makes me smile.
So I track my hours at work and I can tell you exactly what I work on all morning: update Facebook, Twitter and LinkedIn accounts for my clients, draft LinkedIn language, updating a news release, build a custom news release distribution list for a client, field a few calls from reporters and proof a newsletter. These things are not very visual, so just imagine me typing at a laptop for four hours and you've got it.
12:57 p.m.: Lunchtime. I have four ounces of leftover turkey along with carrots and half a bag of steamed vegetables. During lunch, I publish a post I previously wrote and tackle more e-mails.
After lunch, I have a phone conference to plan a social media campaign for March, then I work on a presentation to help provide on-site social media recommendations for a client showing at a trade show. I also re-purpose a few magazine articles on social media and start envisioning a strategic campaign to promote webinars.
3:57 p.m.: Decide I'm hungry again and enjoy the remaining steamed veggies.
5:27 p.m.: Log off and pack up.
6:03 p.m.: Arrive home to this. Caption: Where have you been? Take Napoleon for a walk.
6:15 p.m.: Hop on my bike to spin for a bit until Tim gets home from work. Watch Dance Moms on my kindle, feel only marginal amount of shame.
7:10 p.m.: Have dinner with Tim. I make wings for Tim and have a Flatout pizza with marinara sauce, onions, sweet peppers and Cabot Farmhouse reserve cheddar. Regret not buying more spinach and have a beer instead. Regret not buying better beer.
8:03 p.m.: Update the Facebook account of a client whose page reached 20,000 likes after hours. Work on my next day's blog post. Enjoy two more beers with Tim while toggling from the Olympics and The Big Bang Theory with this furface.
9 p.m., sharp: Napoleon knows exactly what time it is. I take him out and lament why we live in Chicago.
9:46 p.m.: Lights out. Tomorrow is another big day, but at least it's Friday.