When a Run is the WORST

I read a lot of running blogs. Most of these are written by people much faster and seemingly much more put together than I feel in my marathon training. It’s hard for me to imagine that they ever have a run that goes a horribly as my last long run went on Sunday; however, when I look back through their archives, I’m reminded that even if their idea of a bad run is at a pace I couldn’t imagine in a million years, the feelings appear to be the same.
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Well, this happened this morning

Proof of Insanity – Philly Half Marathon – Signed Up!

Nothing quite like the Fourth of July to get you amped up to run 13.1 miles. It makes a little bit of sense though seeing as how many patriotic events happened in Philly! This will be my first trip to the City of Brotherly Love so expect many shots of me standing on the steps of the Philadelphia Museum of Art with my finishers medal when it’s all said and done! Thankfully, I have managed to talk three of my friends to do this race with me. Should be a great time if my legs don’t fall off halfway through the race!

Having a few people over tonight to celebrate the 4th. We keep hopping up to the roof to see if any of the Hudson River fireworks shoot up high enough in the sky to see them here in Queens.

Astoria Fireworks

Thankfully, just in case we don’t see any of the Manhattan fireworks, Astoria already gave us a great display on Thursday night, complete with a performance by the Astoria Symphony. The whole gang met up to hang out and watch the show. I know I’m super biased to my home neighborhood, but the fireworks display was pretty amazing!

The next day, after a blissfully short few hours in the office, I headed home and met Em, Nick, and company for a short bike ride into our next door neighborhood / up and coming hotspot Long Island City for dinner at The Creek and Cove. This is quickly becoming one of our favorite pasttimes, and this restaurant didn’t disappoint! So cute! We made all sorts of plans for the summer and shared some delicious pitchers of margaritas. It was a perfect summer evening!

Creek and Cove - Yay for outdoor patios!

Creek and Cove - How pretty of a night was it??

 

Saturday, I headed out to the theatre for the matinee. Then I did some SERIOUS damage at Lord and Taylor. Thanks Broadway paycheck! Then, met everyone back at the Broadway Theatre were the fam and friends were making a visit to Sister Act. Hooray! They all had a great time (of course!) and I was glad to be able to share my new job with the crew!

Sunday, I worked the matinee and did some work in the office, then was planning on heading to another house in the neighborhood for some pre-4th grilling. The weather didn’t quite cooperate, so we moved the party down a little closer to the heart of Astoria and our fearless friends grilled out on the balcony! We won’t let a little rain get us down.

In short, it has been the perfect holiday weekend with great friends, amazing food, and a little work thrown in to keep me honest. 🙂 Looking forward to getting ready for the 4th tonight! And on that note, I’m going to run a few miles to my friend’s apartment to feed his cat, then off to the store to start the shopping / cleaning festival before the party begins. Hope you all have a lovely holiday!

 

 

Are You Free Tonight?

Okay, when I started this blog (oh so long ago), I was in the depths of my unemployment sadness. I’d been interviewing off and on, sending out resumes like crazy, and begging anyone I knew that was employed in the theatrical world to connect me to all their connections, in the rare hopes it would lead to something…ANYTHING!

I’m sure I was starting to alienate my friends and family, and I feel this past weekend, I really entered the despair and desperation of my unemployment. I realize that in the realm of the world that two months of unemployment is nothing to be stressing out about, and I’m sure for many, it would be a welcome break! Don’t get me wrong, I did enjoy having the time to replace my shower head and run and start yoga and watch Friday Night Lights and make dinners and cross all those things off the to-do list that never get accomplished when you’re working; however, logging onto my Bank of America account was starting to give me panic attacks, so for me, two months was where I hit the wall.

So, anyway, earlier this week, I received an email from a colleague of mine asking for my resume and availability. Now, my union keeps an availability list of poor company managers seeking work, so these kinds of emails were pretty standard for me to receive. Add to that the fact that I have interviewed in this office a few times before, so I really didn’t think much of it. Hit reply, said, “hey, here’s my email…hope all is well,” and promptly forgot about (though I did say a little prayer after hitting send that maybe it would lead to an interview of some sorts.)

Cut to Wednesday afternoon where after doing laundry all morning (including my duvet cover, where when I was shaking it out to put in the washer, I found my cable remote control. Oops. How would that call to Time Warner go? Um, so I just put my remote in the washer because I wasn’t paying attention…anyway, I digress) I headed to Em’s house for my daily dose of Tully love. For whatever reason, I didn’t bring my phone, since I had already talked to my mom, so would have no reason to expect any other calls. Ha. (Hi Mom!). But that day, when I got home, I had messages flashing on my IM, in my inbox, and on my phone. In checking them all, I learned that this colleague of mine was calling to see if I would be able to come in that afternoon or Thursday morning to talk with him. I called him back and discovered that they were looking for an Associate Company Manager on Sister Act, as the Company Manager was departing shortly on maternity leave, and the Associate Company Manager was bumping up. I tried to play it cool on the phone, but was DYING in my apartment. I. LOVE. Sister Act. Not only one of my favorite movies, but I loved, loved, loved the show, and obviously, having sung in church choirs my entire life, I obviously live that life (minus the convent part.) Anyway, so I scheduled my meeting for 1pm the next day. The IM was from my former ROA Company Manager telling me that she had just spoken with the Sister Act office and she was calling me to help me prepare for the interview. Dear Theatre Gods. Thank you for putting people in my life that have made me better at my job and who have watched out for me in this industry. SO. LUCKY.

Thursday morning, I was actually heading over to St. Ignatius to sing at a funeral for one of our fellow choir members who sadly had just lost her valiant battle with cancer, leaving behind her young daughter. I was so unprepared for how emotional singing at this Mass was going to be. It was such an honor to be included in the music, that I just kept telling myself I had to stop crying so I would be able to serve her beautiful spirit in the music. It was a difficult task, but somehow, I was able to stop the tears enough to sing the hymns. As always, the music at St. Ignatius was beautiful, even more so since many of the hymns were chosen by Chrissy herself.

With bittersweet emotion, I jumped into a cab on 86th and Park and attempted to pull myself together for my interview that was starting just a half hour later. I tried to redo my makeup in the car and to calm my nerves and remember all the talking points I needed to make.

Though I thought I might be late, I pulled up just on time and headed into the familiar office. I went through my interview song and dance (which I have previously mentioned is just so incredibly awkward). In the meeting was the General Manager of Sister Act, and both the current Company Manager and the soon-to-be Company Manager. After about a half an hour of me telling random ROA and Rat Pack stories, the GM excused herself and the ACM/CM and they left the room. I have to say, I honestly thought the GM had just gotten an email saying they had found someone who was a better fit, but thank you for coming in…

When they returned, they said, “We would like to go ahead and offer you the job right now.” Um, I’m sorry, what? This story cannot possibly be going down this way. My theatre stories are always full of drama and phone calls and fourth meetings and “how do you react when people scream at you” and whatever else insanity the world thinks I need to go through. I have no idea what my outwardly reaction was, but my inner self was a toss up between jumping for joy and bursting into tears (hey, thanks Xanax I took in the cab for allowing me to keep both of those reactions internal.) So, they asked if I had any questions, and so I asked, “When do you need me to start?” They looked at each other and said, “Are you free tonight?” “Yes, I am.” “Great, tonight’s payday, so it will be a great chance to introduce you around. I’ll draft up the memo welcoming you to the company and we’ll post it tonight.” I seriously cannot make up the ways these stories play out in my life. So, I filled out my paperwork, got my fancy new email address, and a received a quick introduction around the office. Then was asked to be back around 6pm for our trek to the Broadway Theatre.

I spent the next few hours calling my family and friends and texting everyone on the planet. Grabbed a quick dinner with my former assistant and box office treasurer who happened to be out around the corner from where I was texting like a madwoman, and went to Staples to buy a new notebook (impossible to start a show without a new notebook).

We went over a few things in the office then CM, mgmt asst, and I headed to the theatre. I was overwhelmed by the difference in space from the Brooks (teensy) to the Broadway (gigantic). The company is also much bigger than we had on ROA and they must have about three times the number of crew there. It was an hour full of “so nice to meet yous” and “I’m so thrilled to be here.” I think I was still in shock a little. We signed the box office statement (hey, thanks New World Stages for using the Shubert ticketing system, so I could sort of look like I knew what I was doing in the treasurer’s office). Then we snuck in to watch the end of the first act, and I was finally able to absorb what had just happened to me in the last eight hours.

Also, there’s this song:  I mean, seriously. It’s probably one of the most played songs on my iPod right now. I just love it. (you may recognize it from my 10k Playlist.)

Finally, I wrapped up my interview/work day, jumped in a cab (omg, I’m making Broadway money again, I don’t have to feel bad about taking a cab!!!) and headed to rest-au-rant where my sister and brother-in-law arranged a little impromptu party to help me celebrate my newfound employment status. So, many thanks to Em, Nick, Sus, Woody, Mary, and Joe for the Sister Act love. It was so amazing to be able to share my awesome day with you guys.

After a sandwich and a few cocktails, I was a zombie, so I dragged my tired self to the apartment and promptly feel asleep.

Much love and thanks to all who have taken this journey with me. For all the listening, MetroCard swipes, drinks, dinners, friendship, Netflix recommendations, career advice, and the numerous times you told me to have faith in myself that something amazing was sure to come along. I owe all of you the world. Now, go buy a ticket to my show.