A tightly-scheduled pack mule

I used to run before work. I used to go to Subway for dinner nearly every night at work. I used to get home in time to watch the Daily Show at a decent hour.

Now, I eat a big-ass lunch at home everyday. I pack a dinner -- including two bananas; love those -- to bring to work. I also bring a 32 oz. bottle of water, a travel coffee mug, a bag full of my workout clothes and my green Minnesota side bag. I feel like a damn pack mule.

I walk, cycle or run every night after work, which means the earliest I get home is 11:30. By the time I shower and eat something it's well-past midnight. This has made my weeks fly by, which isn't the worst thing in the world.

Yesterday: 60 minute power walk
Today: 60 minute treadmill run
Tomorrow: 60 minute power walk