longest. week. ever.

This morning after I hit snooze for the third time, my husband interrupted my precious eight minutes of sleep to try to get some action. Didn’t work. I ran out of deodorant while applying it to my first pit. While driving to work I realized I hadn’t brushed my hair or my teeth. It’s just been that kind of a week. Monday through Friday 8:30 am to 3:30 pm I taught adorable (needy, crying, complaining, tired, hungry, “she hurt my feelings,” “why can’t I be Dorothy not the Scarecrow,” “he keeps pinching me,” “I have to pee,” “Katie has a bloody nose”) five to eight-year-olds at Wheelock Family Theatre.

They're so cute when they're posing.

Then on Tuesday and Thursday from 4 pm to 8 pm I went to my second job at Local 26 where I taught (primarily) immigrants the finer points of banquet service. (“Who is this Shirley Temple?”) Oh yeah, and I almost forgot about Wednesday night when I had a meeting with my friend Cindy about a fundraiser until 9 pm. (We couldn’t even meet over cocktails. We had to have stupid coffee.) Now I’m not claiming I hauled rocks up a hill all week or operated on someone’s brain, or did all of this only to come home to a house full of children who needed dinner and a bath. (How the F do you mothers do it?) But it was pretty friggin’ hard. Through it all, I managed to keep all of my workout appointments (M, W, F from 4 to 5) and stay on my food plan. Below is a pic of the lunch, dinner and snacks I had to pack the night before my extra long days so that I wouldn’t eat my own hand with a little mustard, salt and pepper.

Tuna and apples and water, oh my!

And as much as it broke my heart, I kept my scheduled workout on Friday, even though the tradition at the end of our weeks at Wheelock is to go out with the gang and drink and eat until we’re sick. All I can say is those drugs that claim they make you lose weight without diet or exercise, that stupid bow flex ad that says you can get in shape “in just 20 minutes a day” – ladies and fat gentlemen, they are full of shit. This takes hard work and commitment. Ain’t no two ways about it.