Thankful Things Thursday falls on…gasp…Thanksgiving! It’s a holiday miracle! However, on Wednesday there were many things I was not thankful for – specifically, the holiday travel experience.
I had a flight set to leave out of Greenville at 9:40 on Wednesday morning. Greenville is about 2 hours away from where I live, so this meant I had to wake up at a very unfortunate time. In the days preceding my travel, my mom called, emailed, and texted me to remind me of the various things that could go wrong, including but not limited to:
- “You’ll want to get there very early because the security lines will be long. It’s the busiest travel day of the year, you know.”
- “There could be trouble parking – it’s the busiest travel day of the year.”
- “It appears there might be storms in the area…you should get there early. It’s the busiest travel day of the year.”
Surprisingly, I’ve managed to buy my own house, make it to work on time every day for 5 years, and yes, even fly during the holidays, but my mother apparently has no faith in my ability to travel on my own. Imagine my glee when I arrived at the airport an hour and half early on THE BUSIEST TRAVEL DAY OF THE YEAR and saw the security line.
Just as we were about to board the plane, we were informed that we would be delayed for at least 3 hours. Why? Apparently, the tire on our plane was TOO OLD and needed to be replaced. We had literally watched this plane land in GSP 30 minutes earlier, but apparently the tire reached its peak on that flight and had to be replaced immediately. I kid you not.
SURELY someone knew the age of the tire before THE BUSIEST TRAVEL DAY OF THE YEAR, right? RIGHT?
Apparently not. So they had to fly a new tire and a mechanic in on another plane from St. Petersburg. Not to worry, I made valuable use of my time in the airport to convince the girl next to me to run a marathon. She’s signing up for the Publix Georgia Marathon when she gets back home. My dad said I’m like the Johnny Appleseed of marathons. You know how Christians “witness” to non-believers and share the gospel/bible verses/various Jesus thoughts? That’s pretty much what I’m doing with marathons. I figure Jesus has enough people vouching for him.
After arriving safely in Ft. Lauderdale thanks to our shiny new tire, we were informed that due to our late arrival, there were no gates available for us. That’s right. So we had to sit on the tarmac for an hour and wait for a gate to open. Apparently our airline did not have a good relationship with Southwest, because Southwest had lots of gates open right in front of us. Taunting us. Laughing at our pain.
I went for a quick 5 miles as soon as I got home and my mom, travel extraordinaire, paced me on her bike. I apparently went pretty fast, probably because it was so ungodly hot. It is hotter than the devil’s asshole in Florida, just in case you weren’t aware.
This morning, I woke up strangely early and headed out with my mom for a run, beginning my official Holiday Running Streak. I had intentions of doing 7 miles, but we ended up with 8 – fantastic! It was again miserably hot, but what can you do? My aunt, uncle, cousins, and grandma came over for Thanksgiving dinner and we had a splendid time. I’m always hungry so I find this holiday to be excellent.
Without further ado, here are some things I am thankful for this Thanksgiving/Thursday:
1. Continued reader submissions. I think this is Dr. J’s new favorite pasttime.
2. The fact that my mom keeps mothering me, even though I theoretically can take care of myself. It’s cute.
3. New ridiculous goals. I learned yesterday that more people have summited Mount Everest (something like 4500+) than have run 100 marathons (something like 1200). Also, no one from South Carolina has ever run 100 marathons. Guess who has a new goal?
4. This Justin Bieber commercial, for obvious reasons.
I’m obviously thankful for my family, friends, job, education, and general health, life, and well-being. And I’m thankful for all of you, who will someday help me get a book deal just by reading my blither. Don’t worry. It’s going to happen right after my 100th marathon.