Archive for August, 2007

Universal Horror Night

Sunday, August 19th, 2007

A couple of weeks ago I went down to Universal Studios with a friend to audition for “Universal’s Halloween Horror Nights.” Theme Park acting was never something I aspired to but the prospect of doing a fun event with a friend was something that I very much would have liked to do.  It seemed like it would be a lot of fun.  I have always liked Halloween even though I must admit that Valentine’s Day is probably my favorite Holiday.  I don’t know why because  I have never gotten the traditional dozen of American Beauty Red Roses or the traditional box of Valentine’s Day chocolates. At work I would  marvel at the many dozens of Roses being sent to co-workers and thinking, what’s up with this, where are my roses? LOL However my spirits were not dampened and I found my own way to be happy on Valentine’s Day.

Getting back to Halloween.  I remember how each year my mother made a costume for me and I would go to the school’s Halloween party.  Then at night, out for “Trick or Treats.” I always looked forward to this.  It was a safer time then and going out was something everyone could do relatively safely. We lived in an apartment complex at that time so there were lots and lots of door bells we could ring and there would always be lots and lots of good quality candy.  Hershey bars, Milky Ways, Mars Bars, and my favorite Clark Bars.  Which are now hard to come by although I found some oneday at the Turkey Lake rest stop on the Florida Turnpike to my surprise.  If I pass that rest stop I check it out sometimes to see if there are more Clark Bars.  Although I haven’t been there for over a year so the Clark Bars might be gone. LOL One Halloween I had Chickenpox and missed everything, it seemed like a disaster.  Looking out the window and watching all the other children having fun not being able to be a part of it.  Being an outsider, being left out.

The audition itself was very much like any acting audition I have been to. I have done my share of auditions when I was still persuing an acting career but that has been a few years ago.  At this point I have not been auditioning or even thinking of auditioning much ever again.  I might still send out a picture and resume for a film that I might like to try to be in, but this is no longer a priority in my life.  However going to this audition seemed like just another fun thing to do.  My friend and I spent the day at the park and then in the afternoon headed over to the audition.  There we went through the usual audition process of filling out papers, being shuffled into rooms, sitting around, getting on lines and then the final line for the usual dreaded “type-out.”  The dreaded “type-out’ is when they send you into the audition room in groups of  twenty five or so and the directors ask you questions or just look at you.  You usually just say your name and number, oh yes, one is always given a number right at the beginning.  You might as well forget your name because now you are this number unless you are one of the lucky people to be picked. Then they start calling you by your name again.  It’s magic, you get picked and all of a sudden you get your name back.  If you are not picked then they “thank you all so very much” and try to shuffle you out as quickly as possible.  My number was 836.  It was not lucky, they did not call number 836.  I remember hearing number 835, my friend’s number and being thrilled.  Then slience, that was the last number called.   

The slience seemed endless. I remember glancing at my friend as he had to leave and go with the others who were picked.  I was left there with the others who were now being “thanked all so very much.”  I felt as if an axe had fallen, I felt alone.  I felt like an outsider being left out again, not being able to be a part of it all, not being able to play.  Then there was baggage from past auditions and situations that I had long forgotten that seemed to be surfacing.  Why I can’t imagine?  I guess this was a similar situation that I was in once.  My emotions were tailspinning.  In reality I knew I was actually over reacting, this was not the end of the world as I knew it, this was after all a job audition and this is what happens in real life job situations.  However knowing something intellectually is one thing and emotions are another. I am hoping that the tears that welled up in my eyes were not noticed but I knew they were.  

It took me days to sift thru the pain and emotions.  I am amazed that this triggered so much emotion and pain.  One’s psychology is complex.  Things forgotten can suddenly surface by unrelated events.  Fears and doubt can rise out of rejection.  The important thing, I think, is to be able to see the reality of the situation and also maybe to be able to learn from it.  I think I learned a few things. 

Hopefully I will get to go to one of the Holloween Horrow Nights.  I am interested in seeing it.  I am also interested in the type of actresses they hired, I guess there is still a bit of an actress ego in me. LOL  Most of all I am interested in seeing some of the great spooky actors.  I hear that Universal’s Horror Night are hard core but I know I can handle it.  After all I survived the audition!!!

There is a saying; when life gives you lemons make lemonade.  I remember wonderful happy moments of drinking lemon-slushy.  So I say; when life gives you lemons make lemon-slushy, remember the happy days,  look to the future while enjoying the moment.         

My Last Two Runs

Sunday, August 19th, 2007

My last two runs were good.  I ran three miles and walked one on Thursday.  I ran two miles and walked two today.  I could have run three miles today but I needed to walk and let myself relax and feel the wonders of nature.  I have always turned to nature when I needed solace and today I just needed some quiet time and find a quite space within myself.  I kept thinking I should run the last mile but stopped myself every time I started to do so because I did not want to focus on running I just needed to be, there in the moment, with nature.  I learned the hard way, by crashing and taking a big fall at the end of my first walking/running event, that when one runs one has to focus on the running.  I will never make that mistake again hopefully so when I start running I remind myself to focus on the trail.   The running part now seems to be easier, I seem to have found an even steady pace.  I want to get to a point where I feel strong at this pace and then work up a faster speed bit by bit. 

Walking back I just let myself be, taking deep breaths, relaxing into the moment.  Looking into the distance of the forest and listening to the stillness. I heard the cooing of a bird, which I usually hear at a specific point.  I don’t know if it is a dove or the hooting of an owl, or something else.  I am not that well versed in the specific sounds of different birds.  It is interesting to me that I hear that sound at the same specific place quite frequently when I run.  I assume that there must be a nest in one of the trees at that specific spot.  It is always a good feeling when I hear it, knowing that this little bird is still there. 

My Thursday run had two interesting twists for me.  I found the top of an acorn, an “acorn hat”.  Now this is no big deal, I suppose but seeing it there on the trail I just picked it up and then a flood of childhood memories entered my mind.  Thoughts of walking in Lyon’s Park, in Port Chester, NY., with my mother and our dog Rex.  Finding acorns, horse chestnuts,  pine cones.   Making necklaces and “jewlery” and Christmas decorations out of them.   It amazed me that a little thing,  like picking up an acorn top could trigger these memories that seemed to be long forgotten.  

My second interesting twist was quite different.  As I was walking up the trail an athletic runner passes me and yells out “Your cologne smells lovely.”  Lost in my thoughts I automatically throw out my “Hi” greeting, as I do to anyone passing me, while simultanneously taking in his words thinking  ”What did he say?   Did he just say what I thought he did?”    It made me laugh.   It also made me wonder, I hope I didn’t put too much on. LOL 

I don’t know why I thought it was so funny or so out of context to hear that on the trails but I did.  

It made me smile and that felt good.  I wondered what other moments I will encounter on the trails.

Two Runs

Thursday, August 16th, 2007

My last two runs showed me how every day events and one’s psychology can affect the outcome of one’s run. Wednesday’s run turned out to be a four mile walk.  It was extremely hot and humid so to be fair I cannot totally attribute my psychology and lack of sleep the night before to my performance.  However everything added up.  The weather, my extreme tiredness because of a sleepless night and all the issues running through my mind.  

As I pushed through the weight of the hot humid air thoughts were racing, thoughts were the only things runing this day. However as I pushed into the hot air there was a feeling of peace.  A place of solace.  I could feel the energy of the forest I started to become aware of my surroundings.  I started hearing the forest and seeing all the different shades of green which always amaze me.  Soon I was cooling off on the little green bench.  A happy place where one can watch crazy little ants doing their ant thing.  Living their ant lives.  Sometimes a butterfly comes by, a dog barks, a woodpecker’s pecking can be heard.   I know I didn’t run my usual run but I was here, a feeling of contentment envelopes me. 

Friday’s run was totally different.  Thursday was a wonderful day and I was filled with energy, although I was tired. I actually did not think that I would have a very good run because I really felt a bit tired.  I was planning to only run two miles and walk two miles.  Doing the usual alternating walk one, run one.  However my psychology was great.  I was happy.  I guess happiness is a great energizer because as I started to walk the trail, the walk turned into a run and I ran and ran and ran the entire four miles without stopping even for a drink of water.  I felt like I could run forever.  

I never thought that I could do that.  I know that this was a special day and that I should not push myself to do this every time especially in the heat.  However I have felt what it is like, when a runner says that they “feel like they could run forever,” and I have something to aspire to.

 Two runs.  A four mile walk.  A four mile run.  They were both great because each brings me one step closer.   

 

A Sunday Run

Saturday, August 11th, 2007

It started out like any Sunday, it was warm and humid.  I always look forward to going out on the trails, I have worked up to doing a walk/run of four miles.  I walk up one mile then run back a mile then walk up the third mile and walk back the fourth.  I have been happy with this because only a short while ago I couldn’t even run the triangular turn-about at the end of the mile.  The first time I tried to run around the little triangle patch of grass the back of my legs cramped and I felt sure I could never run.  I would just walk at the end of the pack.  Then one day something happened and I ran one mile and walked three, then I ran two and walked two.  This has been the pattern. 

Last Sunday the pattern broke.  I was not planning it, I did not even think about doing it.  I started my normal first mile walk.  I looked out into the forest enjoying the stillness,  taking in the forest air and then I got the urge to run.  I don’t know where that thought came from it was just there so I started to run.  I ran the first mile then I ran back the second mile, walked back the third mile and ran the fourth mile.  Albeit, it was not a speedy run but it was a run.  I had run three miles!!! For me that was an accomplishment and I felt astonished that I did it. 

Sitting on the little green bench after the walk/run and cooling down,  I felt a moment.  I felt happiness.

 

Hello to all my friends

Friday, August 3rd, 2007

This is my first blog and I just want to say hello to all my friends.