It’s amazing how short a day can be that starts at 4:30am.
Here’s how my schedule is shaping up at this very, very early stage in the journey. Fully aware this will evolve, but not quite sure how. Certainly hanging on for dear life between now and when we host our TRF “Drive-thru” BBQ at the Barn on Tuesday (Aug 11th). I have to think/ hope this will be more manageable after that… here’s hoping!
A Day in the Life (as of Day 3):
- 4:30am. Alarm. Still not sleeping well, anticipating the alarm.
- 4:30 – 5:00am. Trying to maintain a bit of my regular routine. Making coffee for my thermos, one small espresso, spending time doing gratitude journal and sending texts (oh so close to doing my headspace, but haven’t quite had enough time).
- 5:00am. Prep for departure. Coffee in thermos, check my bag, decide on any layers, take Claritin, put on boots (and pack extra socks).
- 5:10am Head out. Park on Nelson Ave. Navigate Security.
- 5:20am. Sit on trunk in barn awaiting the day to begin.
- 11:30/12:00pm. Depart from the barn.
- 12:00 – 1:00pm. Transition Time: shower, lunch, 15 min power nap if possible.
- 1:00pm. Land at my desk. Begin normal day of TRF work.
- 1:00 – 9:00pm. Try to squeeze in real life: work, hubby, dinner, walk.
- 9:00pm. Bedtime. Falling asleep while trying to post pic a day…
Lessons Learned Day 2 & 3
- Accept help when offered.
- When there’s nothing to do, do nothing.
- Pride has no place on the backstretch. (See #1)
- It’s always a good idea to empty a wheelbarrow full of dirty straw.
- Being quiet takes practice.
- The horses mostly speak Spanish.
- It is weird & wonderful to be the lowest woman on the totem pole.
- New ways of measuring time: “vueltas” around the shed row, 5 minutes, horses walked, horses going out & coming back, shots of adrenaline managed and more!