Well, keep wondering (or watch Sex and the City), because I certainly have no idea. I am undoubtedly a New Yorker – this is a fact. However whether or not I am savvy, fashionable and a “New York power woman” is certainly debatable. There are some days, I feel like I own this city:
I bang out 6 miles in Central Park before the clock strikes 7:30, strut my stuff in a brand new J Crew dress and cute Tori Burch flats as I walk to the subway while jammin’ out to country music, complete a full day of work with enthusiasm and determination, eat balanced, nutritional meals throughout the day and finally head out to happy hour with some friends (where, of course I exercise moderation and drink only one glass of pinot grigio)
But, most days, it’s a combination of triumphs and trials. New York is the type of place where your luck AND emotions can change in a flash. One minute I’ll feel like Carrie Bradshaw and two minutes later, spurred by some random chain of events, I’ll suddenly feel as out of place as a Gleek who is just one misstep away from having a purple slushie dumped all over her…
I’ve said it before and I’ll say it a million times: New York is the land of the unpredictable. If you can stick to a routine here, I applaud you.
Nevertheless, some of the blog posts I’ve always found most interesting are those where I get a glimpse into the everyday activities of my favorite bloggers. So, just in case anyone was curious about a day in the life of a Sometimes Healthy New Yorker Girl, voila! In typical Sometimes Healthy style, this “day in the life” may be both long-winded and dramatic.
A Day in the Life of a Sometimes Healthy New Yorker – June 1, 2011
6:00 – She rises out of bed as slowly as humanly possible and chokes down some poorly prepared Dunkin Donuts coffee, while catching up on some blog reading. She tries unsuccessfully to motivate herself to put on her running shoes, so that she can start off National Running Day by actually running.
6:45 – She finally heads out the door for a slow, but steady 7 mile run in Central Park, which is packed with active New Yorkers, eager to take advantage of the warm weather and soak up a little sunshine before the work day begins.
8:00 – She returns to her apartment, snaps a picture of her sweaty post-run self, knocks out some quick sit-ups and takes a 5 minute body shower. She then throws on the first thing from her UNorganized closet that is not wrinkled and quickly arranges her hair into a “New York Minute bun” She rocks out to a Pandora country music quick mix as she scrambles to to pack her 5 million bags for the day.
8:35 – She walks to the subway at a brisk pace, since, per usual, she is running 10 minutes behind. When Jay-Z’s “Empire State of Mind” comes onto her ipod, she gets in the groove and adds some spring in to her step (she is well aware that this is extremely cliche but luckily, no one but the readers of this blog will know about it.)
8:45 – She breaks into a sprint to make it onto the crowded subway just before the doors shut. Winner! Sadly, this subway car is both crowded and not air conditioned. Mission Fail. The sweat beads begin to form and she prays that the good-looking guy sharing the standing pole with her will not notice.
9:11 – She stealthily slips into the office bathroom to re-apply her powder/remove sweat from forehead.
9:15 – She sits down with her giant iced coffee and fights the urge to consume all 8 of the egg muffins she prepped for today’s breakfast/lunch before noon.
11:00 – She finally gives up and eats the 8th and final egg muffin. Mission Fail. At least she tried.
11:00 – 1:00 – She powers through a mixture of meetings, powerpoint presentations and top-secret, highly confidential assignments (not really but does that make me sound cooler?) while icing her ailing foot that she keeps forgetting to call the doctor about
1:00 – 1:30 – She decides to take in a little sunshine with a stroll through the nearby farmer’s market.
While there, she sees:
Lots of temptation:
After resisting the homemade pies and cookies in favor of apples, she decides to reward herself with a giant iced coffee that is bigger than her hand. If you are counting, this is the second giant iced coffee of the day.
1:30 – 8:15 – Work, read 2-3 blogs, snack, Work, read 2-3 blogs, snack…REPEAT. Leave office, hail cab.
8:30 – 10:30 She hails a cab and finally she arrives home to her warm and cozy apartment, where she wastes no time at all kicking up her feet to watch some educational reality television.
She also consumes some fun snacks while trying to keep up with the always-complicated plot line of MTV’s the Real World.
10:30 – ? Her plan is to finish her blog post about a “day in the life” while blogging from bed, but at some point, her eyes begin to droop and she stops fighting the urge to shut them completely…
Thus ends another day in a “Sometime Healthy, Slightly Busy, Rarely Exciting but Always Enjoyable” New York Girl’s life.
Do you find it easy to stick to your daily routine? Nope! NYC or my brain generally interferes with my intended routine
What’s your favorite part of the day? Usually its my morning run, but sometimes its 1-3 hours of reality television after a long day 😉