This past weekend I ran a half marathon.
It isn't so odd to hear that these days. It seems anyone and everyone has hopped on the marathon band wagon. Young people, old people, skinny people, heavy people.... everyone and their mother has run a marathon (sometimes together).
But for me, this was a really, really big deal.
Running a marathon (or a half of one) used to be something I joked about whilst tipsy over cocktails. Yeah, lets run a marathon! I would proclaim, full well knowing it wasn't true and finding the whole thing a bit humorous. Running a long distance was not something I was interested in doing, and certainly not something I would enjoy. Besides, isn't it arbitrary? 13.1 miles, 26.2 miles - why? Why not just run a mile or two and call it a day? It seemed cultish almost - why engage in an activity that hurts your joints and your knees and makes you exhausted? Surely there are better ways to spend one's time.
But then something weird happened last spring. I was starting to get into shape, while at the same time going through an existential crisis of sorts. We had moved into a new house. My baby wasn't so much a baby anymore, and we knew there were no more kids to come. For the first time in a long time, I started to think about myself again and who I was and what I wanted to do when I grow up. I also was not getting any younger, and for the first time in my life I was starting to see it - in gray hairs, in fine lines, in sheer exhaustion.
I needed to shake things up.
Thursday, November 19, 2015
Wednesday, November 11, 2015
Last month we took yet another trip to Disney World. We are those people. We go to far too often, and yes, we even went prior to having children. It's fake and commercial and overpriced and lacking in culture and we all absolutely love it.
I've been going to Disney World every year or two for my whole life, so I know how it all works. We used to book our flights and hotels with short notice and do little to no planning (my mom was known to book a Disney trip the day before - literally). But in recent years, due in large part to the expansion of the hotels and the advent of the the smart phone and the internet and all that other stuff they call "technology," it isn't so easy to just hope on a plane, go to Disney World, and actually have a good time.
Now, months of planning are involved. People book their dining reservations 180 days in advance. Really. They do. I know this because I have waited until 9am 180 days in advance (instead of staying up until midnight), and I still was not able to book dinner at Be Our Guest restaurant. People also book up to 3 rides per day up to 60 days in advance - this is called a fast pass where you get a certain time slot to go on a ride of your choosing. This means that two months before your vacation, you have to decide what park you want to go to, and where exactly you want to be at a given time, on a certain day. The popular rides are booked up immediately. And if you don't have a fast pass, by noon the ride lines are exorbitant - at the time I am writing this (at 1:30pm on Thursday), the line for the Toy Story Ride at Hollywood Studios is 105 minutes (the Disney app updates wait times every minute or so). And the hotels are a whole other story - if you want to stay onsite (especially on the monorail), good luck booking last minute during a popular time.
If you don't pre-plan, and you just show up at Disney World with no game plan or strategy, your time there will suck. You will wait in line for food, for rides, and sweat in 90+ degree heat and high humidity. You will be trapped by a parade coming down Main Street as you are trying to leave, you will walk needless miles from ride to ride, you will wait for what seems like an eternity for the transportation buses, and you will judge people like me that say it's the happiest place on earth.
I am not one to brag, but here it is - I rock at planning Disney vacations. And though part of it stems from my many trips there over the years, the other part comes from an unlikely source - my law degree.
People often ask if I "use" my law degree at all in my non-practicing life. To debate with people, to analyze scholarly articles, to negotiate with service providers. The answer is no. I hate talking politics, I prefer reading People magazine, and I tend to avoid confrontation. But for Disney planning? Hell yeah, I use the skills I learned from being a lawyer. This is discussed in sections 1, 2, and 3, infra.