As promised, here’s a day in the life post for a day that doesn’t involve going to a white collar office job populated by obese, snarky co-workers. This weekend assumes I don’t go for one of my hunting trips.
0930: Wake up and wash up.
0945: Morning calisthenics routine.
1015: Cold shower.
1030: Breakfast. Bigger than a typical weekday. Coffee with whey protein, eggs, bacon, sausage, and peanut butter sandwiches.
1100: Morning walk with Max. We will head to the local dog park, and throw a Frisbee around. I will attempt to hit on some girls as well. When it gets sweaty, I simply remove my shirt. This, plus how absolutely adorable Max is? Instant chick crack. Thanks, Max, you’re the best wingman a guy could ask for.
1300: Head to Whole Foods for lunch and grocery shopping.
1500: Reach home and shower.
1530: Lay back on my couch and bring out Beth, my trusty bong. Proceed to take a hit so large my mind is rocketed through the stratosphere like I’m at NASA in Houston. Fire up a movie and just relax.
1830: My mind is clear again. Drink some pre-workout and head to the gym. Saturdays are more for ‘pump’ exercises. Yes, I’m a narcissist. Come at me, bro!
2000: Shower and dress up. Pimp style. Swag.
2030: Meet up with my buddies, or if I’m lucky that day, one of the girls from the dog park or Whole Foods. Either way, a fun alcohol-fueled time is promised.
2330: Head home, either by myself, or with a female friend. Preferably the latter.
0000: Spark up my second bowl of the day and/or engage in sexy times.
Which leads me into….
0930: Wake up and wash up.
0945: Morning calisthenics routine. I may skip this if I have a ‘guest’ stay the night.
1015: Cold shower (for more than one reason this time).
1030: Breakfast. Might be for one or for two. Chicks dig the home cooked breakfast.
1100: Send the girl off and head to the dog park for another walk with Max. Shamelessly hit on girls.
1300: Lunch time. I try to treat myself on this one. No holds-barred, baby!
1430: Head home for meal prep. In my previous day in the life post, I mentioned that I pack my own lunches to work. Well, I cook all of my weekday lunches in one batch. Efficiency, yo!
1600: Meal prep done for the week. Time to chillax. Fire up Beth and blast off to Cloud 9.
1900: Dinner time. My Sunday ritual is a nice meal of steak and eggs for dinner. For one it only takes less than 15 minutes of prep time total, and second, it’s 100% endorsed by Vince Gironda.
2000: Second bowl of the day. Man, aren’t my Sundays so productive?
2300: Wind down and get ready for bed. Turn off all electronics.
Well, as Bugs Bunny says, “That’s all, folks!”. Stay tuned for more posts, coming right at you whenever I feel like it.