Daily Archives: March 3, 2013

How I managed to look like an idiot…

This has been a good week overall but I have to say, I’m really missing Laura, even more than usual. For some reason it’s been harder this week than most. Maybe the weather is getting a little warmer or something else, but I really wish she were here with me. Every time I see something new, or eat at an amazing restaurant or have any kind of cool new experience, all I can think of is how much she would like it. So everything is still good, but not as good as it could be or will be when she’s here. The good news is she will be here in a couple of weeks for 4 days when Jessica gets married. I can’t wait to see her, the family (except Cassie which makes me sad) and a ton of friends. Sorry to take up so much time, but I thought it was important to tell that no matter how good the new job is and NYC is, it’s just not complete without the love of my life, my partner and my best friend…Laura! FaceTime makes it bearable but it’s just not the same. Also, Sunday dinners with Brad, Nicole and Baker Blackmon really help. Thanks for adopting me!
As far as things I’ve learned this week, there are a couple of topics I want to briefly mention. First, NYC is a runners paradise. Riverside park is amazing in the winter, I can’t wait to see it in the spring and summer. I feel like everyone in NY is a runner, biker or dog walker, which really makes running fun. The only advice I have is when you buy new gear (like I did today, CW-X compression tights), TAKE THE HUGE TAGS ATTACHED TO THE SEAT OF THE TIGHTS OFF (which I didn’t) SO YOU DON’T LOOK LIKE AN IDIOT (which I did) on a two mile run today. Well, hopefully I made a few people smile.
Second thing learned: In a city the size of NY, with over 8 million residents, there are going to be extremes. The vast majority are wonderful people but there are exceptions and I ran in to one this last week. Getting on the subway at 34th Street, there was a man eating jelly beans sitting on the bench talking to himself. He spilled the candy all over the floor and the next thing I know, he was going absolutely berserk. He started screaming, crying and pacing back and forth really fast. Finally, he let out a shout and ran out of the subway. Lesson learned, never get near someone eating candy in the subway.
Lastly, in the two months I’ve been here, I have yet to have a bad meal. Due to my job, I get to go out quite a bit and I have to say I’m getting spoiled.  Food here is on a different level. It’s so expensive, bad restaurants can’t afford to stay in business, so everything is amazing. I’ve put on nearly 8 lbs (which is where I draw the line). So many restaurants, so little time! Until next time….