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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A Normal Sunday Night at Home

Just a snapshot of life here at the house of Susanx2:

I walk in from work. Cousin Susan is in the living room in her brand new dress from Bloomingdale’s in the dark watching a Lifetime Movie about J.K. Rowling.

I sit down on the couch and am crying in less than 5 minutes. Damn it, Cousin Susan! I can’t deal with her publishing her first book and getting off food stamps. She just loves to write! She went from poverty to one of England’s wealthiest people in three years. She created an entire world from her imagination while drinking coffee in Scotland. She succeeded against all odds. Tears, tears, and more tears.

Next: I need to order dinner, meanwhile, Cousin Susan is trying to rent a movie On Demand:

Cousin Susan: All I want to watch now is Harry Potter.

Me: I CANNOT focus on movies right now, I’m dying of starvation. Can I order a milkshake for dinner?

Cousin Susan: Oh, order me a soda

Me: What kind? Wait, I think I have arthritis in my left wrist.

CS: You don’t. I want a Diet Coke.

Me: It’s merely a matter of time before I get arthritis. Everyone in my family has arthritis. Wait, maybe I just slept on it weird.

CS: There is a marathon of Harry Potter movies on ABC Family right now, maybe we’ll just watch that.

Me: There MUST be something else on tv. Isn’t The Holiday on??

CS: I want to watch the Oprah: Behind the Scenes when JK Rowling was on.

Me: That isn’t on Netflix. I need you to calm down with the Harry Potter obsession.

CS: Is there anything about Wicked on Netflix. I want to see “For Good” from Glee on it.

Me: *cannot handle, but dying of laughter* I’m blogging this entire conversation.

CS: QUIT BLOGGING ABOUT ME, I like to remain a mystery.

We decide on New in Town starring my favorite person on earth Harry Connick, Jr. and also Renee Zellweger. I’m certain it’s a mistake, but, we can’t agree on anything else, since I’ve already seen The King’s Speech and all the Harry Potter movies.

Update: we made it about 12 seconds through the movie before turning it off. Outrageous Midwestern accents and a thoroughly horrific Renee Zellweger haircut. For the love of GOD Netflix. Could you please get your lawyers on getting the rights to movies on demand that people actually want to watch?? Infuriating.

Update #2: We next queued up The Fighter. We are nothing but women of mystery here in the 11106.

Travel Day Trauma

Has it really only been a week since I was lounging around on the shores of Lake Michigan? It seems like ages ago!! This week has flown by in a blur of flights, running, Kleenex, NyQuil, catching up with friends, Harry Potter, and the 100th performance of Sister Act. Not too shabby a week here in the city.

So, I last left you after Nick and I were stranded in the O’Hare Airport after our flight from LGA was delayed by a faulty weather radar. Not that I minded being deplaned by a mechanical issue, but it was beyond aggravating when we did finally arrive in Chicago.

To back up the trip, we left Astoria at the lovely hour of 4am (what?) and arrived with time to spare to our gate. I bought trashy books and magazines as I’m prone to do on vacation, and we settled into our seats a little loopy due to our early departure. Across the way from us, I recognized a friendly face! It was my pal Jason, who was traveling cross-country to load in a show for which he is the tech director. See, even New York City can be a small place in the early morning hours at LGA.

In any case, we finally were called to board the plane, and after MUCH confusion, we realized that there was an entire group of people on our flight that maybe won a contest if it was their first time to fly EVER. Seriously, I’ve NEVER seen such ridiculous chaos getting onboard a plane in my life, and I that is after spending two years touring the country for work. I mean, you know how they have that obnoxious red carpet loading zone for the first class fliers? There was this entire tour group of like 30 people standing in that line, and spilling over into the regular loading lane effectively blocking all entry to the gate. So, they begin calling boarding by groups, and it’s like no one has head of that before. The gate agent is having to explain on the PA how to look at your ticket for what group number you should be boarding by. It was so ridiculous. After much tussling and a group of seven breaking us up, Nick and I finally got on the plane.

And you would think that would be all, but of course not. We watched hysterically as people full on carried their luggage horizontally down the aisle of the plane, stopping completely when the overhead compartment just above their seat was full. There was no movement when the flight attendant told them there was space just a few seats down, “No, my seat is here. This is the space for MY bag.” Just so funny. Finally, two off-duty attendants had to step in a direct traffic. Who are these people on this 6am flight to Chicago?? The best part was that in some amazing scheme to throw off everyone, this plane’s rows were numbered 1 – 11, then 20 – whatever. There was this random woman just roaming the aisles looking for row 12. Insanity. Nick helped her out by telling her it was probably in the back of the plane. He’s helpful. I imagine my grandmother telling misbehaving kids on a flight to “go play outside.” HA.

In any case, after the most insane boarding process ever, we taxied out to the runway, only to sit for an hour, then returned to the gate, sat for another hour, and finally had to deplane because of a malfunctioning weather radar. I was fully already on the phone with United by this point, but as Nick and I returned to the gate area, we couldn’t help but think og what were all those other people going to do? They are going to think this is what flying is like all the time!! Amazing.

We finally were put on another plane, which naturally had to taxi for hours before taking off. I imagine it taxied just long enough so that when we touched down in Chicago and SPRINTED through the terminal, knocking kids over and pushing our way onto the bus, we arrived at the gate just at 10:03, which is when our flight to Green Bay was departing, and the gate agent was all, “you were supposed to be here 10 minutes ago.” I was like, “no, we were supposed to be her like 4 hours ago, but obviously that didn’t happen either.” Ugh, we had no choice but to take the 1:30 flight, which put us into Wisconsin a full 6 hours later than scheduled. Boo!

But, as you read earlier, Nick and I wasted no time getting into vacation mode at the Chili’s in the terminal, enjoying our Sam Adams at 11am. Love.

Next up, the actual vacation!

Cell Phone Meltdown

My beloved Blackberry Curve 8900 is barely squeaking by these days. I’m but a few short weeks from being able to upgrade it, and I am truly at a loss for what to do. Before you write it, no, I don’t want an iPhone. I’m happy with my T-Mobile (or, maybe soon-to-be ATT) service, and I’m not looking to change. Plus, I just can’t get onboard with the iPhone keyboard. Say what you will about adjusting to it, but I’ve had my iPod Touch for about five years now, and it hasn’t happened yet.

That being said, my problem is that T-Mobile has on it’s schedule for “this summer” the newest Blackberry 9900. This is ideally the phone I’d like to get; however, this morning, it took me 4 hours to finally get my phone to turn on and deliver my email without freaking out and resetting itself. Now, that I’m back in the workforce, this just won’t cut it.

So, do I play the waiting game – willing my poor Blackberry to hold on for dear life? Or do I settle for the most current BlackBerry they have in stock now (BlackBerry Bold 9780)?

Or, OR, do I go completely rouge, throw my incredible sense of brand loyalty out the window and purchase the newest Droid – HTC Sensation 4G. I mean, I already like the name of the phone in its total theatricality. But, the sense of guilt I will have leaving my beloved BlackBerry might be too much to overcome.

Sigh, I realize this is a first world problem, but considering that yesterday, my BlackBerry shut itself down at noon and didn’t manage to reboot itself until about 6pm, it is very much on my mind as I’m afraid it won’t last the first weekend I’m flying solo at the theatre, and I just can’t risk that!

Anyone have any suggestions or suffer serious guilt from breaking up with your favorite brand loyal item?