Lets see those smiles at mile 23 amigos!
Help. This is my dumb ass cry for help.
Let me go ahead and tell you that I am an English major. I do not deal well with math, monopoly, geometry, rubix cubes, GPS devices, out of the box thinking, nor do I take pride in understanding any metric chart in any cookbook. I cook the chicken an extra 20 minutes just to make sure. Same goes with pork. Life with me can certainly be a crap shoot. More crap than shoot.
I'm gonna get straight to the point.....
As you all well know, I have the NYC Marathon coming up in November. I got a mystery email today from the race saying that I had to choose a ferry time option. A time that I want to get on the ferry to take me to the start. This is OK.
What is NOT OK is how I'm going to get FROM my hotel TO the ferry.
I sent someone in race relations an email asking about my options. Such as a bus? I was told that all the buses are full. I'm staying in midtown Manhattan and I need to get my ass to the ferry. I then asked more questions. I was given vague answers like "I often like to wear flannel too." Ever had a nightmare where you feel naked at school?? This is how I feel right now. Naked in New York.
HAVE YOU RUN THE NYC MARATHON?
Do you know someone who has run?
Can you or a loved one help me get from my hotel to the ferry?? Not literally of course. Unless you want to and I'm ok with that as well.
Because I'm so desperate, I'm going to give away a $25 gift cert to Subway!! If you respond with anything intelligent besides "you like flannel" you're in the drawing.