On Marriage Equality

“We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness.–That to secure these rights, Governments are instituted among Men, deriving their just powers from the consent of the governed, –That whenever any Form of Government becomes destructive of these ends, it is the Right of the People to alter or to abolish it, and to institute new Government, laying its foundation on such principles and organizing its powers in such form, as to them shall seem most likely to effect their Safety and Happiness.”

The Declaration of Independence

“Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion, or prohibiting the free exercise thereof; or abridging the freedom of speech, or of the press; or the right of the people peaceably to assemble, and to petition the Government for a redress of grievances.”

The Bill of Rights, First Amendment of The Constitution

A few things:

1) The pursuit of happiness is an unalienable right.  Sometimes, people decide to get married in the pursuit of happiness.

2) Government derives their power from the consent of the governed.  Every statistic I’ve read in the past year says that more than 50% of Americans believe in Marriage Equality.

3) Some religions acknowledge marriage equality.  Denying marriage equality would prohibit the free exercise of those religions, no?

My Favorite Date Spot (in honor of Valentine’s Day)

A few years ago, one of my favorite people introduced me to Wo Hop (17 Mott Street, downstairs, go NOW).  Lucky for me, we still go there.  It’s a hole in the wall Chinese restaurant that’s been a favorite of locals and tourists alike for more than 30 years.  I know some awesome folks who’ve been going there since the 70s…and let’s be real, lower Manhattan in the 70s was not such a great place to be, so it’d have to be reallllllly delicious to make that trek, no?

Anyhow, Wo Hop is incredible, and it’s SUCH a fun place to go on a date, be it your first or your thousandth.  If you go on a Friday or Saturday, or really any day when it’s decent out, expect a line coming out of the ground, but trust me, stay and wait!  When you get seated, I need you to order the wonton soup.  I promise you, it is the best wonton soup you will ever have.

The crunchy noodles are optional, but they’re pretty good too.  The wonton soup is NOT optional. SO GOOD.  According to my favorite, Wo Hop is a “noodle place” so he always get’s lo mein.  It’s pretty good, but I like to get a little bit of vegetables in my meal, so I often go with the chicken with broccoli.  The broccoli is always fresh and just cooked enough.
Luckily, the portions at Wo Hop are ginormous, so you can share dishes with YOUR favorite person.  (Honestly, it’s technically all family style…except for the wonton soup, DO NOT SHARE, get your own.)  When all is said and done, I guarantee you’ll be so full and happy, if you weren’t love in the way in, you’ll be in love on the way out ;)~
How could I not love a restaurant that sends me home with this message?
Happy Valentine’s Day!!

How I Ended Up Training for a Marathon

It’s not what happens to you, but how you react to it that matters. ~Epictetus

A year ago today I ran my first half marathon and LOVED it.  In eighth grade I got a B in gym because I refused to run the mile for the Presidential Fitness test (I walked it happily), because I HATED running.  How did I go from someone who absolutely hated pounding the pavement to someone who can’t get through the week without a good run? 

I was very athletic growing up, I was on the swim team, rode horses (English-style, jumpers), did gymnastics, danced, and cheered.  In college I was committed to staying fit, and was a total gym rat.  However, this funny thing happened when I graduated college and moved to New York without a job…I was broke.  Like realllllly broke.  I paid my first months rent, convinced my parents to stock my fridge with Costco goods and was left with $90 and stolen internet to find a job (which I did).  With no free campus gym membership in sight I started running up to Prospect Park, doing a few crunches and pushups and running home.  It started as two one mile legs, and eventually became a continuous three miles.  I started working at a local restaurant to supplement my paltry actor’s income and the chef was a runner runner (He’s like insanely fast).  The idea of distance running sparked my interest and I worked towards building my endurance.  After a year of living in New York I was running about 15 miles a week and actually enjoying it. 

For my 2010 resolution I decided I wanted to run a race…a long one.  The longest distance I could fathom running was a half-marathon, so I signed up for the Rock N Roll Philly Half Marathon in September and started building my mileage.  I started running 20-25 miles a week and have pretty much consistently maintained that ever since.  I completed my first race in 2h10m02s and I was hooked.  Honestly, if you want to get into running, but don’t like it, sign up for a race.  You will never go back.

(I totally talked my parents into it.)

Ever the casual goal -setter I decided I wanted to try a marathon….eventually.  I decided that 2012 was the year.  I would run 26.2 miles the year I turned 26.  I’d be done with grad school, have the mental, physical and emotional capacity to handle it, and have plenty of time to prepare.  For 2011, I joined NYRR and decided to run the 9 +1(volunteer) races I’d need for automatic entry into the 2012 NYC Marathon (side note: I live a block away from the NYC marathon course and I LOVE going down to watch it every year).  I was ready.  The plan was set, my life was swimming along brilliantly and I had the mother of all marathons to look forward to when grad school was done.

Then I got dumped…by my boyfriend of three years…who I was pretty sure I was going to spend the rest of my life with.  That SUCKED.  I was pretty devastated (note the sappy and philosophical posts that dominated the middle of the summer).  I needed something to throw myself into, and fast.  When an invitation to run the Inaugural Bucks County Marathon popped into my inbox, I clicked through instinctively.  It was the first ever marathon in my home town.  It was four months away.  Before I could question what I was doing, my credit card was out and I had a receipt from active.com.  I was running a marathon.      

Wooops.  Impulsive much? 

Honestly, I’ve had my doubts about this decision, but it’s brought a lot of positivity into my life over the past few months that I desperately needed.  Marathon training forces to me fuel properly, not get rip roaring drunk, go to bed at a reasonable hour, gives me energy throughout the day, but leaves me exhausted at night so that I sleep like a baby.  On some level, I’m grateful for the heartbreak because it’s given me the opportunity to run this race and focus on myself right now.  I’m working on becoming a better person all around and it’s something I can be proud of.  It’s not the path I would have chosen for myself, but its a path that presented itself, and I’m happy to say I’m enjoying the journey. 

Did a less than favorable situation ever drive you to something good?