work-ation

Tuesday starts a whole week of corporate training for me. 

Pro: I’ll be even more kick-ass at my job by the time Friday gets here.

Con: It’s 9 hours a day of training.

Pro/Con: It’s in Milwaukee

Let’s focus on the last bullet point: my corporate training is in Milwaukee.  Friends, this is a double-edged sword for me. 

Edge 1: I love Milwaukee.  My husband lived there for about 5 years during our epic courtship.  The whole “not seeing each other except on weekends” pretty much sucked M-F.  BUT on most alternating weekends, I’d venture to the 414 for the brewers, the beers, the bloodies, and, oh yeah, the boyfriend.

Husband really lucked out on the whole “meeting cool people who do cool things” while living there and through osmosis and the magic of friendship and marriage, I have now inherited this fantastic bevy of chill people who know how to get crazy with it.

So, I get to spend a week in Milwaukee…with my husband…and my friends…and yeah, there’s some work in the mix, but all in all, that sounds like a pretty “pro” situation, right?  Right.  However…

There’s this whole “training for a half-marathon” thing and “trying to keep off some poundage” also going on in my life which brings me to Edge 2: responsibility.

Being responsible totally sucks when it comes to being in Milwaukee.  It especially sucks when the responsibility I’m trying to maintain involves getting in all my scheduled training for the week while on the road.  In all likelihood, this will involve a hotel treadmill. 

Responsibility also sucks when the training seminar serves box lunches which, on the whole, probably harbor no-less than 700 calories per meal full of bad carbs, sugars, and full-fats.  I mean, I doubt I’m going to get a whole-wheat pita stuffed with spinach and tuna with a can of V-8 on the side for lunch. 

ALSO, being responsible means taking it easy on the alcohol which, incidentally, hasn’t been a vice for me lately …but, folks, I have a Hold Steady concert, a beer flight at Rock Bottom, a Brewer’s game, and Saturday brunch on the docket—how can I NOT get back into the 920 without packing on like 5 lbs from tasty food and bitchin’ brews?

In general, it’s just tough staying on a workout routine and maintaining a healthy diet while on the road but in my line of work, I need to learn how to deal sooner rather than later because it’s about to get crazy up in here when it comes to travel and, well, you get better gas mileage hauling less ass around J

I have no clue how I’m going to pull it off…but I have some tricks to try out and if they work, you better believe I’m going to share them with you next week.

PS: I don’t think I used the “double-edged sword” metaphor thing correctly but if you’re reading this blog, it means you’re smart so you probably got the gist anyhow.