Morning ➛

I have a habit of beating my alarm clock by one minute. It’s now or never for exercise, so I get dressed and head to the Mysore yoga studio down the block. Shower, and then the laptop opens for good. Email with colleagues, make to-do list for the day, catch up on news via Twitter. Assign and edit stories, reach out to people that could be good to collaborate with, and fight to keep my inbox numbers down. It’s a losing battle.

Noon ➛

Take Skype meeting with women I work with at Fathom, a travel website we started in 2011 to solve the age-old problems associated with trip-planning (namely, figuring out awesome places to go and awesome stuff to do once you get there). We often find ourselves in different timezones, so we’re always checking in to discuss editorial ideas, collaborations, metrics, and where in the world we want to go next. Comb the web for travel industry articles and news while waiting for tourism board to fact check a series of mini guides we created for a fashion brand.

Night ➛

Phone call with an innkeeper in Tahiti who recently went on a shark-feeding expedition. Beg for photos. Drinks with a friend-of-a-friend who wants to recap amazing trip to Buenos Aires. Meet husband for nice bike ride around Brooklyn in search of oyster bar, a dance party, or both. A night cap (single malt with a big piece of ice) in my backyard while listening to the sweet sound of Flatbush Avenue traffic. Send out a last round of emails. Bookmark a half dozen new blogs I’ve never heard of but now need. Settle into bed with never-ending pile of magazines. Fall asleep immediately.