A mound of melty, chocolatey-chip goodness saved the day!
After a good tongue-lashing from some guests this afternoon, the day was looking pretty grim. It irks me to no end when the day after Thanksgiving, I'm screamed at for a room not being prepared for some guests when they arrive. Not even able to defend myself, I have to politely smile and resist the urge to hold up a mirror to let them see how they are behaving!
Alas, we cannot. I will store that away in some memory bank to use at a later date for a character... maybe. Hopefully. Lord knows I've got tons of material to play an irrational, entitled human being.
Back to the cookies... some guests who have been regulars for as long as I've worked here, brought us some chocolate chip cookies from Marc Forgione... and they were still warm! It's more the gesture than the cookie that made my day!
Friday, November 28, 2014
Sunday, November 23, 2014
FlyWheel Challenge
On a steamy, sweaty summer sunset evening, I sauntered up the street to visit a place I'd never been before. Little did I know my life would change forever...
Sounds like a romance novel, no? Anyway, FlyWheel has become such a unique source of joy that I never anticipated. This summer I decided to do my concierge duties and research exercise options in the neighborhood for our guests at The Greenwich Hotel.
If you recall, I broke my foot in February in such a way that I needed a plate & 5 screws to repair the bone. Go big or go home, right?! This was two weeks before opening Cupid & Psyche, a play that I loved with my whole heart and I was a title character, so not exactly replaceable at that point. I've said it before but it's amazing what can be accomplished when "no" is not an option. The play was performed in a walking boot--we just added a line & the audience forgot about it!
The day after we closed, surgery happened then my world became very very simple. Get to work. Get home. The end. NYC on crutches is not something I wish on my worst enemy! Very humbling. Needless to say, my arms got strong and my waist got squishy. Crutches turned into walking boot, walking boot turned into gimpy walk, gimpy walk turned into a sassy saunter :) But to this day I have yet to go for a run, which used to be my meditation, my escape, my freedom. I'd plug into my music and let the rest go. I missed that so so much!
Kait, the TriBeCa studio manager, brilliantly offered us at The Greenwich classes so we could share our experience with our guests. Smart lady. Well, I got hooked immediately, even took a couple 5:30am classes with Lindsey before my 7:00am shifts and I do NOT consider myself a morning person!
When I saw the FlyWheel Instructor audition on Playbill's casting page, I wanted to attend so much but I feared my foot wouldn't be able to handle that much spinning. When the FlyWheel Challenge was announced, I saved all my pennies and decided to find out if I could push my body like I used to and if my foot would come along. Ecstatic to say not only is my foot flying fine, but it's helped me release the mental limitations I had placed on myself since the injury.
My body is my instrument. FlyWheel helped me remember how to play notes I'd forgotten.
Sounds like a romance novel, no? Anyway, FlyWheel has become such a unique source of joy that I never anticipated. This summer I decided to do my concierge duties and research exercise options in the neighborhood for our guests at The Greenwich Hotel.
If you recall, I broke my foot in February in such a way that I needed a plate & 5 screws to repair the bone. Go big or go home, right?! This was two weeks before opening Cupid & Psyche, a play that I loved with my whole heart and I was a title character, so not exactly replaceable at that point. I've said it before but it's amazing what can be accomplished when "no" is not an option. The play was performed in a walking boot--we just added a line & the audience forgot about it!
The day after we closed, surgery happened then my world became very very simple. Get to work. Get home. The end. NYC on crutches is not something I wish on my worst enemy! Very humbling. Needless to say, my arms got strong and my waist got squishy. Crutches turned into walking boot, walking boot turned into gimpy walk, gimpy walk turned into a sassy saunter :) But to this day I have yet to go for a run, which used to be my meditation, my escape, my freedom. I'd plug into my music and let the rest go. I missed that so so much!
Kait, the TriBeCa studio manager, brilliantly offered us at The Greenwich classes so we could share our experience with our guests. Smart lady. Well, I got hooked immediately, even took a couple 5:30am classes with Lindsey before my 7:00am shifts and I do NOT consider myself a morning person!
When I saw the FlyWheel Instructor audition on Playbill's casting page, I wanted to attend so much but I feared my foot wouldn't be able to handle that much spinning. When the FlyWheel Challenge was announced, I saved all my pennies and decided to find out if I could push my body like I used to and if my foot would come along. Ecstatic to say not only is my foot flying fine, but it's helped me release the mental limitations I had placed on myself since the injury.
My body is my instrument. FlyWheel helped me remember how to play notes I'd forgotten.
Sunday, November 2, 2014
Nudges
I'm perfectly happy to admit I need direction in this life. Nothing thrills me more than when I get some help navigating my decisions. This happened today in a very subtle way, but definitely pertaining to my question.
First of all, I should say I'm not a person who believes in coincidence. I believe something greater than myself exists that shapes the patterns of my life. Many people call it many different names, I call it God. This afternoon I asked for help deciding if I should pursue an opportunity to work for a different company. It's a change I've been contemplating for several months and one I'd really enjoy. This evening I got two very different but wonderful confirmations that I am exactly where I need to be. My favorite face of Tribeca stopped by for a brief chat. A man I met on my first day as a barista at Locanda Verde and a man I made coffee for 2 years before moving over to his hotel. Then a family in town for the marathon stopped by to tell their stories from their glorious day! Yep, I'm happy here.
True, this is not a job I want to do forever. This is no secret, the GM of the hotel knows this, but until that time comes when I need to leave, I remain content. Never complacent, but content.
First of all, I should say I'm not a person who believes in coincidence. I believe something greater than myself exists that shapes the patterns of my life. Many people call it many different names, I call it God. This afternoon I asked for help deciding if I should pursue an opportunity to work for a different company. It's a change I've been contemplating for several months and one I'd really enjoy. This evening I got two very different but wonderful confirmations that I am exactly where I need to be. My favorite face of Tribeca stopped by for a brief chat. A man I met on my first day as a barista at Locanda Verde and a man I made coffee for 2 years before moving over to his hotel. Then a family in town for the marathon stopped by to tell their stories from their glorious day! Yep, I'm happy here.
True, this is not a job I want to do forever. This is no secret, the GM of the hotel knows this, but until that time comes when I need to leave, I remain content. Never complacent, but content.
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