Wednesday, July 28, 2010

24 hours In The Day

The other day, somebody asked me how I fit it all in. Something about how there are only 24 hours in a day. I guess the key is not wasting any of those hours. Though I waste at least one of them a day on Facebook. Damn Facebook. Anyway, here's my day today.

4:15 AM. Get up, log into Training Peaks while grinding coffee for the french press. Send 2 hours writing programs for athletes. This is the quiet easy part of my day.

6:15 AM. Eat breakfast. Pack Moana's lunch. Get Moana up and dressed. Put on my bathing suit under my cycling clothes. Pump up my tires. Thank Scott for taking Moana in to day care today.

7:00 AM. Arrive at pool. Fly through 3700 long course meters, including a main set of 4 x 500's descending. Started the first one WAY faster than I planned and was afraid I might not be able to descend all 4, but found out that I'm faster than I thought. Nailed that set. Thank Nalani and Brett for being such awesome swim partners.

8:30 AM. Start riding. Steady aero bar ride today. 35 miles alone to think about everything else I have to do today. Amazed that I can be looking at blue sky and puffy white clouds while being simultaneously pelted with rain. Only in Hawaii.

10:15 AM. Arrive home. Make recovery shake. Check email. Respond to emails. Check Facebook (amazing how I find time to fit this in.) Shower. Yes, I checked FB before I showered.

11:00 AM. Back to the computer and phone to continue drumming up business for COH. Turns out, the more work I do, the more work I have to do. Guess it works like that when you're in sales and pretty much creating your own position and trying to justify your existence with the company. Good thing I like this kind of stuff.

1:00 PM. Go out and call on accounts face to face... Apply make-up in the car while I'm stopped at red lights (yes, I'm one of those women. My make-up bag actually lives in my car these days.) Make some new cold calls, some follow up appointments. Another fun part of my day. I like working with and meeting new people.

4:00 PM. Go pick up Moana from day care. Smile when I see her laughing and kicking a soccer ball outside in the yard with one of the other kiddos. Wish that some fresh food would magically appear in my refrigerator, but know that won't actually happen so fight the town traffic and head to Costco. Sing with Moana in the car even though I really just want to yell at all the cars to MOVE OUT OF MY WAY ALREADY.

4:45 PM. Fill up that whole dang Costco cart with fresh food while eating frozen yogurt with Moana.

5:15 PM. Finally start heading home. Talk to my friend Mike while driving home (using my headset of course since it would be illegal for me to actually hold my phone while driving, even when only going 10mph on the highway.) Listen to Mike tell me that I hadn't really been working all day since I had time to go to Costco. Um, that's still working, Mike. It's my third job as a wife/mother/homemaker that I do *after* my job(s) as coach and saleswoman, and after I satisfy my need to be an athlete...

5:45 PM. Arrive home. Situate Moana in front of the TV to watch Sesame Street (it's the only way) so I can carry load after load of pineapple, watermelon, honeydew, carrots, red peppers, cucumber, bread, avocados, peaches, mangos, beans, clif bars, cereal, soy milk, cheese, pasta, diapers, etc from my car, up the stairs, and into the house.

6:00 PM. REALLY want to just fall onto the couch and watch Sesame Street with Moana, but instead go back to the computer and respond to emails while cooking dinner at the same time. THIS is my SUPERHERO power- cooking and emailing at the same time- made possible by the fact that my desk/computer is about 3 feet from my kitchen. See, sometimes a small house works in your favor.

6:45 PM. Scott arrives home. We eat. He plays with Moana and then takes her upstairs to get a bath. I clean up the kitchen and finish unpacking and putting away the groceries. Get back on the computer, read the comments my athletes write in TP about their workouts today, and then finally write this blog.

8:00 PM. Now I am going to do my best to just ignore the dog hair on the floor and mindlessly watch The Daily Show instead of vacuuming. I will continue reading Dara Torres' book 'Age Is Just A Number' before passing out into slumber by 9:30 so I can get up and do it all again tomorrow.

Does that add up to 24 hours?

10 comments:

MaineSport said...

I'm out of breath.

Jennifer Harrison said...

It's amazing how fast the days go and how much we can cram into a day! It is soo fun though and the alternative is being bored - and who wants that? My mom always said, "Better busy than bored!" lol

Beth said...

You have such a fun Superpower! :) It's amazing what we can cram in there but STILL have time for at least a bit of FB. That makes me laugh...and also happy to see I'm not the only one. ;)

Katie A. said...

I'm out of breath, too! Holy hell that is a busy day! You are amazing! I thought I was busy and I don't even have a todler to add to the mix!

Kathy said...

What a day! Here's my question, though, you can grind coffee beans at 4:15am without disturbing the entire household?

We can make all kinds of cabinet-banging, pot-putting-away noise in the evening, but I swear that if I breathe too loud in the morning it wakes Ben up. I don't even like to turn the water on all the way since it seems the sound of it rushing through the pipes has woken him up before.

Not that I am regularly up before his typical 5:15am wake-up call unless I am swimming...

Lizzie said...

I love this post - amazing how you can pack so much into one day - but still have time to balance yourself.

Running and living said...

I agree with Kathy - I tip toe in the am and somehow Petru still hears me. Grr!
You are awesome at planning, I think that is key.

Teresa said...

um...supermom!!! wow!! tn

TriGirl Kate O said...

I had the theme song from WonderWoman playing in my head while I read your schedule...

Elizabeth A. Rich said...

LOVE reading how you fit it all in each day :)