Julia Sea

Nov 1

NYC Marathon Alec Baldwin by Marc Beroza nabbed from Theodora’s blogini

Sobfest over this thing.

All the luck in the all the world goes out to every single runner.

Blog friends, 
IRL friends, 
my co-worker, 
the lady I sat next to in spin class this week,
& all of the rest of you.

Be proud of what’s in front of you and be prouder of what’s behind you (too many miles, pre-dawn runs, negative glasses of wine, toenails, and all that GU). You’re inspiring, a little nuts, and decidedly badass.

I’ll be cheering my heart out from 4th ave. in Park Slope. Can’t wait!

My 13.1 is dead and gone. Some miles were fast and a few were slow but they’re all done and run. And that weather was unbelievable and watching the sun rise across from the statue of liberty is just as idyllic as it sounds. I’m so happy that I decided to sign up. 
Major thanks to all my people for the texts and emails and calls and offers to ferry on over – you guys are the best. Claire, confession for you: I only made it to mile four before I started an internal chant of, “clear eyes, full hearts…” 
Just like that I’m 7/9 through with this year’s 9+1 program. (AH!)
Also, CONGRATS to the Hartford and Chi runners. You are amazing! Also, GOOD LUCK to the NYC runners. I’m volunteering at the Expo on Saturday 11/2 so maybe we’ll see one another. 
Oct 15

My 13.1 is dead and gone. Some miles were fast and a few were slow but they’re all done and run. And that weather was unbelievable and watching the sun rise across from the statue of liberty is just as idyllic as it sounds. I’m so happy that I decided to sign up. 

Major thanks to all my people for the texts and emails and calls and offers to ferry on over – you guys are the best. Claire, confession for you: I only made it to mile four before I started an internal chant of, “clear eyes, full hearts…”

Just like that I’m 7/9 through with this year’s 9+1 program. (AH!)

Also, CONGRATS to the Hartford and Chi runners. You are amazing! Also, GOOD LUCK to the NYC runners. I’m volunteering at the Expo on Saturday 11/2 so maybe we’ll see one another. 

"If you say "pumpkin spice latte" in the mirror three times a white girl in yoga pants will appear and tell you why she loves fall."

- that insta that’s been going around all day

But fall is, like, the best. I get swoony over summer because all of a sudden it’s easy to feel 19 again (in a good way) but fall is ultimately where it’s at. Pumpkin, all those leaves, boots & blazers…let’s do this thing.

EAT/DRINK:

MAKE:

READ:

GO/SEE/DO: 

  1. Autism Speaks 4M (Sept. 7)
  2. Bronx 10M (Sept. 29)
  3. Staten Island Half Marathon (Oct. 13)
  4. Race to Deliver 4M (Nov. 24)
  5. Poland Spring Marathon Kickoff 5M (canceled due to nannying)
  1. Austin (Sept 20-22)
  2. Philly (Oct. 4-6)
  3. Seattle (Oct. 17-20)

X & Happy Listing!

Sep 6
FALL BUCKET LIST II
Last Friday was my final Summer Friday (SOB) and after spending the morning crossing off appointments I decided to try The Chinatown Ice Cream Factory. I still had an eye doctor’s appointment in Union Square but afterward I could walk down Bowery, it would be perfect. Whoops. Wrong. Negative amounts of perfect. What I’d neglected to remember was that a sunny afternoon is no friend to a pair of dilated eyes. 
Do you have prescription sunglasses? The doctor wondered. Oh no, but I’ll be fine. Just in and out of the subway. I assured her.
Upon exiting the office I reacted like one of those ants in a Raid commercial, hands to the face, crouching down into a ball in the middle of 14th street, an audible shriek escaping my gritted teeth before I got a hold of myself. I had two options: 1) wear my glasses, exposing my poor retinas to the searing sun, or 2) wear my sunglasses sans-contacts, effectively rendering me legally blind. I chose to waft between the two on the endless trek to Canal.
How I managed to get my pathetic self to that ice cream shop is something I’ll never know. It’s entirely possible that I ran face-first into a fresh fish stand. It’s also probably not an exaggeration to say that I apologized 45 times in the span of three blocks. Thank goodness for the kindness of strangers and thank goodness for that  ice cream (I opted for almond cookie) which made it all worthwhile.
Moral of the story: I managed to navigate through Chinatown in all its smelly, crowded glory with one eye closed, the other squinted halfway shut, and both arms batting the air in front of me. I was not mugged and/or abducted, not even once. New York truly is a friendly place. 
Aug 19

Last Friday was my final Summer Friday (SOB) and after spending the morning crossing off appointments I decided to try The Chinatown Ice Cream Factory. I still had an eye doctor’s appointment in Union Square but afterward I could walk down Bowery, it would be perfect. Whoops. Wrong. Negative amounts of perfect. What I’d neglected to remember was that a sunny afternoon is no friend to a pair of dilated eyes. 

Do you have prescription sunglasses? The doctor wondered. 
Oh no, but I’ll be fine. Just in and out of the subway. I assured her.

Upon exiting the office I reacted like one of those ants in a Raid commercial, hands to the face, crouching down into a ball in the middle of 14th street, an audible shriek escaping my gritted teeth before I got a hold of myself. I had two options: 1) wear my glasses, exposing my poor retinas to the searing sun, or 2) wear my sunglasses sans-contacts, effectively rendering me legally blind. I chose to waft between the two on the endless trek to Canal.

How I managed to get my pathetic self to that ice cream shop is something I’ll never know. It’s entirely possible that I ran face-first into a fresh fish stand. It’s also probably not an exaggeration to say that I apologized 45 times in the span of three blocks. Thank goodness for the kindness of strangers and thank goodness for that  ice cream (I opted for almond cookie) which made it all worthwhile.

Moral of the story: I managed to navigate through Chinatown in all its smelly, crowded glory with one eye closed, the other squinted halfway shut, and both arms batting the air in front of me. I was not mugged and/or abducted, not even once. New York truly is a friendly place. 

City summer. 
Photo © Jenna Park. View the full set here.
Jul 30

City summer. 

Photo © Jenna Park. View the full set here.

Jul 29

Weekend Favorites

A Friday night in Williamsburg with that sunset and then too many bourbon sweet teas (xl mason jars are dangerous) and a taco truck finale.
Farmer’s market finds after a surprisingly fast run.
My #1 go-to for dinner when I babysit (PB&J + Vanilla Ice Cream).
A necessary reminder c/o Nike. 
My official mechanism for coping with Sunday Night Blues.

Today was delicious. Bringing home: cannoli, fresh manicotti & linguine, and an olive loaf the size of my head. Not pictured: a slice of buffalo chicken pizza, four oysters eaten on a street corner, and the man who followed me for six blocks proposing marriage and asking for $5 (I said yes to one). #bx #nyc #bucketlist (at Arthur Ave)
Jul 26

Today was delicious. Bringing home: cannoli, fresh manicotti & linguine, and an olive loaf the size of my head. Not pictured: a slice of buffalo chicken pizza, four oysters eaten on a street corner, and the man who followed me for six blocks proposing marriage and asking for $5 (I said yes to one). #bx #nyc #bucketlist (at Arthur Ave)

My first New York Weekend SINCE MAY. Loved it.

Knowledge acquired: 

  1. Heated Figure 4 will make you want to die.
  2. Running a race during a heat wave will render you useless for the better part of the afternoon.
  3. Cucumber Mint from Organic Avenue is not dinner and is absolutely not worth nine of your dollars. If you substitute this for real dinner you will inevitably inhale too many mint Oreos at babysitting. 
  4. Wear neon.
  5. Basil Mint Mojitos will make you happy 100% of the time.
  6. The beach is a good way to Sunday and a tan makes Monday morning the tiniest bit easier.

Okay, four days and a to-do list I could wallpaper my cube with stand between me and a Summer Friday BX Food Crawl. Annnnnnnd go.

Jul 22
Facts

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Well, I leave the country for a week and summertime decides to show up in full force. The strawberries I bought this morning taste like candy and I procured a sunburn on my walk to Target - it must be time for a new Bucket List. After this one I’ll have bucklisted for a complete year (whoa!) and although I’ve yet to complete a full list I still love it.

So, without further ado, x, o, and happy listing!

EAT/DRINK
Lafayette (July 26)
Madonia Brother’s/ Egidio’s/ Full Moon Pizza (July 26)
Oysters @ Maison Premiere (July 2)
Rooftops: The Met & Wythe (July 26)
Salvation Taco
il Buco
Chinatown Ice Cream Factory (Aug. 16)

MAKE
S’mores Ice Cream (July 11)
Chai Coconut Milk Ice Cream (Aug. 12)
Perfect Iced Coffee (June 24)
Kouign Amann (Aug. 19)
At least five of these (July 29)
Peach and Gorgonzola Chicken Pizza (-the chicken, July 1)

READ/WATCH
The Age of Miracles by Karen Thompson Walker (June 26)
Brand Thinking and Other Noble Pursuits by Debbie Millman (Aug. 3)
The West Wing Seasons 6+7 (I’m in the midst of a re-watch and it’s my everything) (July 27)
The Stories We Tell (July 28)
Before Midnight (Aug. 6)

DO
Coney Island (Sept. 2)
3 races (Pride 5M, Boomer’s Run to Breathe 10K, Percy Sutton Harlem 5K)
The beach, all the time (tan = achieved)
CitiBikes
East River Ferry (Aug. 31)
Weekends away: Cambridge, San Diego, Charleston, The 4th in DC
Pure Yoga (July 19)
Rain Room @ PS1 (nope, a three hour wait is NOT happening)

Jun 23
Summer Bucket List 2013