8:45 am: Wake up on my own. Am suitably impressed. Get up pee, weigh myself, take meds.
9-10 am: Drink coffee, catch up on social media, email, etc. I need this time to wake up. And pet Bailey. He’s a bit whiny and needs me to pet him every day at this time. It’s nice. I don’t mind.
OMG THAT CATCH BY BENINTENDI!
FIRST PLACE BITCHES!
(sorry I get excited about baseball)
10-10:30 am: Finish interneting, get dressed (for Pilates later), brush teeth. Make sure I have my wallet, keys and iPhone and head to Starbucks.
10:30-11 am: Power walk up Byres Road to Marks and Spencer and Starbucks. I spend more time waiting for the light to change at the corner of University Ave and Byres Road than I do in M&S. Grab my cold brew at Starbucks (#coldbrew4life) and walk back home. It starts to rain lightly. I like this quiet time on Byres Road; after the morning commute and school rush and before it gets packed at lunch time. Soon it will be packed non-stop once the university students return.
11-11:15 am: Make toast, feed Bailey, move computer to my desk. Retrieve my notes from last night.
11:15-11:53 am: Organise thoughts and make notes about what I need to write. Try to think big picture. Feel very, very tired.
11:53 am: Oooh the post has come. I am disappointed. It’s only my Graze box.
11:58 am: Bailey has a hyper and runs around the flat.
12-12:30 pm: Write.
12:30 pm: Reply to an email. Get distracted.
1 pm: An increase of 80 words this hour. I think. I didn’t write the number I started at, so it’s a guess and I’m not counting the words I’ve added manually. Trying to make sense of what I am saying.
1:20 pm: Get distracted by my skin and decide to wash my face. This is why it has taken me 4 years to get this done! When I sit down to focus, I do anything but!
1:30 pm: Try to make sense of these findings and write them as a conclusion without sounding like a pretentious wanker.
2 pm: Net increase of 255 words this past hour. Must think and write faster. Need more caffeine!
Get completely distracted and frustrated over trying to explain what I am saying. Beg Steph for lunch.
2:40 pm: Om nom nom pancakes and bacon.
2:50 pm: Ok, now that I’m fed maybe I can get something accomplished.
3 pm: Let’s do this!
Result: +119 words.
4 pm: Discuss some findings with Steph to see if I can make better sense of it in my head.
4:45 pm: Enter my food into MFP to find out if I have enough calories for a snack before Pilates. Eat a frozen yogurt bar.
5 pm: + 24 words for the previous hour. FML.
This hour (5-6) left me with – words as I was doing a significant edit of the section and didn’t need to be repetitive since I was able to say what I had said previously, in a clear manner that made sense. I’m so tense. I need Pilates class.
And you can see from the above why I feel like I get nothing accomplished! I’m too easily distracted and lose focus quickly. I hope I can get back on track tomorrow!
6 pm: Walk to Pilates class. When I got there I found out that my favourite instructor won’t be teaching for the foreseeable future. I am so bummed out. 🙁
7-8 pm: Pilates class. All the stretching. It felt great and I feel so much taller.
8-9 pm: Walk home from class. Soon it will be too dark to walk home from class. This makes me sad. I enjoy the walk there and back (especially when it isn’t raining!)
9-10 pm: Shower, eat a salad, pet Bailey, create a new running playlist, organise some things. Steph has gone to buy food for dinner.
10-10:30 pm: Eat dinner. Nom nom nom.
10:30 pm-12 am: Get ready for bed. Wind down. Contemplate tomorrow which will include a 6 mile run. Good night!
What really happens now is that I listen to the Red Sox until I fall asleep between 12-1 am and then wonder why I can’t wake up at a reasonable hour!