February 09, 2020

How I spend my Sunday (with apologies to the New York Times)

Tilapia, spinach, and potato for lunch - The Peak, Hong Kong
During the week, I spend early mornings at the gym—either at hour-long sessions with my trainer or power-walking up an incline on a treadmill—before full days at the Tatler offices in Wong Chuk Hang, dinner at home, and a very early bedtime (I'm notorious for not responding to work emails or WhatsApps after 9 p.m. because I'm fast asleep). On weekends, however, I like to keep my days as loose and unplanned as possible. Most Fridays I'll write down some unofficial personal goals for Saturday and Sunday—the past two weeks I've resolved to (1) write something (2) film something and (3) think about the future—and usually I feel OK on Sunday nights if I've accomplished one out of three.

EARLY TO RISE Most weekdays I wake up around 5:30 a.m.. On weekends I don't set an alarm, unless I have a training session, which I did this weekend. In order to make it there on foot by 7 a.m. I needed to leave the house at 6:20 a.m., which means I set an alarm for 5:30 a.m., then lollygagged around in bed for 15 minutes looking at social media before jumping in the shower at 5:45 a.m.. I weigh myself every morning and this morning I am very bloated.

IT'S PUSHING TIME I pushed 110 kg. on the prowler and pulled 150 kg. on the sled drive this morning, so I reward myself with a venti coffee with skim milk at Starbucks before walking over to my other gym to do some light steady state cardio (power walking). My trainer says I need to take an average of 15,000 steps daily, so on weekends I try to get in at least 20,000 each day to counterbalance those weekdays I'm chained to my desk. It feels luxurious to me to have the time to go gym-coffee-gym-coffee back-to-back on weekends. I always read at Starbucks. I'm currently reading Elizabeth Wurtzel's Prozac Nation, which I didn't read when it came out in 1994.

THE BIG DECISION I've really been trying not to eat out during the week, unless it's for work, but on weekends I like to take myself out for a random fun lunch. While I walk home from Starbucks, take a shower, and get ready to face the day, I think about what I want. I decide I want a little trip, a good view, and a mid-range chain restaurant piece of fish.

UPHILL I eat lunch at The Peak at... Bubba Gump Shrimp Company, you know, that Forrest Gump themed chain restaurant. It has one of the best views in all of Hong Kong. When I was a reporter at the New York Post from 2003 to 2010, I used to make my friends go to the Times Square Bubba Gump Shrimp Company location with me all time—it was the only place I felt sure that no one we knew would be, so no one could overhear what we were talking about. Once, my friend Sharon took me there for my birthday and the staff made me stand on a chair while they danced around me singing "Happy Birthday." I'll never forget that. I love American chain restaurants. And now I want to watch Forrest Gump again.

THE INTERNET I head home on The Peak Tram, which is a fun little retro ride downhill, backwards. It stops outside The Murray, and I walk home from the station, which takes about 20 minutes at a leisurely pace. I'll spend the rest of the evening blogging (hi!) and watching YouTube videos or maybe a movie on Netflix or Amazon Prime. I really try not to think about Mondays until they roll around—compartmentalizing is really the only way I'll be able to get any sleep tonight.

ASSESSMENT Every weekend for the past two weeks I've meant to make a YouTube video. I love YouTube as a social video platform and I wish I'd make more YouTube videos, but most of the time I feel like my life is... too boring? to film. I didn't succeed this weekend, but I did capture a bunch of b-roll, so maybe better luck next week. Tonight, I'll take Alani Nu's Sleep supplement, which is a tiny dose (1 mg.) of melatonin, along with potassium and magnesium, before bed. Tomorrow morning's gym session will be extra-early!