So for the next 4 hours or so, I ignored the pedometer and went about business as usual. I set up the coffee station on the hall table, checked the tables in the Breakfast Room, and set up another table or two in the Parlor. I lit the fire in the Breakfast Room and the candles on the tables. I prepared the fruit course, and carried trays.
As our guests came down -- all 17 of them over a 2 hour period -- I chatted with them and discussed what each of them had selected for breakfast. I made countless trips back to the kitchen to fetch juice and let Chef Terry know special requests for toasts and breakfast meats, and then again to carry plates to the tables. I refreshed coffees and teas, and checked to make sure guests enjoyed their breakfasts. As each group finished, I collected dirty dishes and glasses, cleaned placemats, and reset the tables.
Back in the kitchen when guests were finished, I did my share (along with Terry and our helper Alison) of getting the dishes washed and dried and put away, and the kitchen cleaned. I also logged some time on the computer checking emails and Facebook and helping guests with plans for the day, which of course wouldn’t add even one step to the distance total.
It’s 11:15 am. We’re not actually quite finished yet with cleaning the kitchen, and there are still some guests lingering long over coffee so their table isn’t totally cleaned up, but I had to check the pedometer to see where I stood. Ready for the results?
248 calories burned
Not bad, huh? All without leaving the house. And keep in mind this doesn’t even include stairs, since all this has been done on the first floor. I haven’t been upstairs yet to check on room refreshes, or to ready our final room for check-in this afternoon. Since this is a 4-story house (including the basement) and our apartment is on the 2nd floor of the Carriage House behind the main house, I usually log plenty of steps up and down in the course of a day, too.