So I didn’t have the motivation to turn on Jillian this morning * so instead I packed my clothes and decided to ride one of the Barclay’s bikes to work. ONE PROBLEM! I had WAY too much stuff to fit on the bike. So I somehow shoved my 2 bags in the front compartment and pull the pulley cord to keep it tight and take off.
*Side note – Jillian, meaning Jillian Michaels – I have about 4 of her DVD’s that I rank from “uber hard” to “ok to do a morning after being over served”. So this morning I just didn’t want to hear her yelling at me! You know who Jillian is right? For those who don’t tune into Biggest Loser on NBC, its her last season.
Anyway, I ride along, past Buckingham Palace – oh so pretty. (I am thinking “Kate, are you in there? We are meant to be BFF – call me!”) keep riding past Westminster, past the London Eye, along the Thames, etc. So I am about ¾ of the way to work and I notice that the pulley cord on the bags appear to be falling! So I tug a little to make sure everything is in place and KABOOM!!!
My red Longchamps bag with my makeup, computer, wallet, etc. Goes FLYING! (I’m thinking why couldn’t this be my gym bag!?! Of course the pretty bag with all my stuff has to fall) I jump off the bike, throw it to the side of the street and dart 20 feet to my bag lying in the middle of the street and I am praying 1. No one takes the abandoned bike and 2. Please please don’t run over my computer (or my new Bobbi Brown eye cream or MAC lip gloss!) ....thankfully I got the bag, but didn’t put it back on the front of the bike - I just slung it over my shoulder and kept riding. Except the bag is really heavy and the exact height of my knees. And when I hold on to the handle bars (highly recommended in London traffic) the bag is literally hitting my knees with every push. TERRIBLE! Right, left, right left, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch – I admit defeat find the next bike stand and walk to the gym to shower....I should have just let Jillian yell at me!
One would think this took me longer to get to work right?! OH no - this is not the case, because of the STUPID TUBE. Its always broken. At least 2 times last week the Jubilee line wasn’t working which means I have a 55 min commute including a 2 mile walk vs. a 30 min. Commute –so the bike fiasco actually took less time than relying on what they call “Good public transportation.” (Note: Now that I am writing this I am thinking, what am I going to do in Charlotte if I cannot eat pasta and gelato without getting fat?! Ahhhh – I must figure out something).
After my whirlwind Monday morning – things always have a way of putting things in perspective. So my senior manager walked in this morning – holding his suit jacket and saying “A bird went to the bathroom on me!!!” – only he said a different way, think more profanity. Oh my goodness, what a way to start a Monday! So my message this am is consider it a good Monday if something does not use you as their public restroom today!
Miss eveyerone!
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(see bird stain, top left)
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