This Could Get Ugly

*It’s that time again…time for the cool kids to run over and check out the weekly Monday morning Magical Mickey Linkup at run.geek.run(disney).  Are you cool enough to go??

This just may start a Disney war, but here goes…..what is your favorite Disney resort?

AAAAAGGGGGHHHHHH!!!!!

AAAAAGGGGGHHHHHH!!!!!

Have you ever seen Disney Dorks get into heated conversations about the best whatever about Disney World?  It’s pretty amusing actually.  And I can fully poke fun because I am definitely one of those Dorks.  Especially when it comes to the best “getting into trouble” spots.  Anyone over the age of 21 should know what those are :).

There are a thousand categories we could argue about here, but I’m only going to hit up my top four:  resort, restaurant, bar, and race.  Feel free to weigh in.  Except on the race.  I win, hands down.  You lose.  Go away.

FAVE DISNEY RESORT:

This is kind of a toughie for me as there are still so many I haven’t stayed at yet – basically because I have yet to hit Powerball or have had a long-lost rich relative knock off.  Should you have done either, feel free to share in your bountiful Disney harvest.  That being said, I’d have to say my favorite Disney resort hotel thus far is…..da da da da daaaaaaaa!!!!!  Coronado Springs.

Ooooooohhhhh, aaaaaaahhhhhhh....

Ooooooohhhhh, aaaaaaahhhhhhh….

The running path is a little short, but the landscaping is beautiful, the rooms are great, (especially the king rooms), and the gym is awesome.  I love the spots you can hang out on the sand and watch the world go by, including the local, furry, residents.

Not really.  Just checking to see if you were paying attention.

Not really. Just checking to see if you were paying attention.

You may not see any elk, but there are squirrels, rabbits, fish, and birds galore.  Trust me on the birds. They’re everywhere.  Including RIGHT OUTSIDE your window when you’re trying to sleep in.

Mock you I shall.

Mock you I shall.

FAVE DISNEY RESTAURANT:

This was also a difficult call, but we here at Black Dog Productions (sounds impressive, doesn’t it?), decided to go with Tutto Italia in Epcot.  If you can, sit outside in the glassed in room.  It’s quieter, and a much more intimate setting.  The food is phenomenal, and the wine list is expectedly awesome.  My suggestion: have your server or the sommelier make a recommendation.  We went with a bottle of Castiglion Del Bosco at our server’s recommendation.  A little pricey, but well worth it.

Hello beautiful.

Hello beautiful.

FAVORITE WATERING HOLE:

Another tough call, and if it wasn’t for one memorable moment, I would have gone with either La Cava del Tequila or the Rose and Crown.

Ahhhhh, we return to the scene of the crime....

Ahhhhh, we return to the scene of the crime..

Let me just put it out there – I HATE 50’s Prime Time Cafe.  I went there once, could not STAND the corniness of the place, and never went back.  I know many of you think the place is a total hoot.  I, on the other hand, would rather have my fingernails yanked out with a pair of pliers.  Yes, it was THAT bad.  Go ahead, revoke my Dork Card.  I’ll earn it back.  Because I AM that big of a Dork. :)

So back to the one moment in time that sold us on the Tune In Lounge as the best bar in Disney.  Stick with me here:

top shelf margarita – $20

Nursing your kid while drinking the top shelf margarita – PRICELESS

If I’m lying I’m dying.

Yeah mama!

Yeah mama!

FAVORITE DISNEY RACE:

No argument.

Really. No argument.  Don't even bother.

Really. No argument. Don’t even bother.

No middle of the night wake up call, Food and Wine Festival nibbles and libations, and Epcot ALL TO YOURSELF.  How can one possibly argue with THAT???  Not to mention, HUGE potential for post race #shenanigans…

Yes, yes I do.

Yes, yes I do.

So there you have it – Black Dog’s Disney World Favorites.  Agree or disagree?  Let’s hear it.  Whoever loses the argument has to eat at Prime Time.  Tied to a chair.  Unsedated.

oh no kittens

 

Enjoy the ride.

Let’s hear it!  What are your Disney faves?  Do any of them include the probability of shenanigans?  Have you ever wanted to start a food fight in the Prime Time Cafe?  WAS IT FUN???

What To Do, What To Do

I know I owe you guys an update on the soap opera that has become my knee injury – which I know you’ve just been SO excited to find out about, right? NOT – but if we’re gonna roll with that story, then I might as well regale you with the total excitement of the situation.  You.  In the back.  Quit snoring.  This is cool stuff.

MRI 1

See? Cool stuff. I know, I know….not so much.

Hang on anyway, because I’m going to need your input here.

Remember when The Man sent me for MRI #2?  In case you’re hung over and not exactly comprehending stuff today, that’s what you see here.  Cool stuff, right?  I THINK SO.  Anywho, no big surprise, I’ve got chondromalacia in this knee too.  YEAH, NO KIDDING.  *As a side note, the guy who was scanning me, (hehehe, no worries, hubs was standing right next to him while I was getting scanned), noticed that I have a hole in my shin bone (see arrow).  While sadly, that isn’t the cause of all my troubles, I think it’s a neat little bit of useless trivia.

“I’ll take useless trivia for $800 Alex.”

“For $800.  What would you find if you performed an MRI on Black Dog’s right knee?”

Jeopardy

Yes, one day Black Dog parts will make it to national television.

Where was I again?  Oh yeah, The Man.  So he calls me a few days after the scan, tells me about the chono, chrondo, WHATEVER it is I’ve got going on in there, and tells me he’s going to have me see his partner – from here on out known as The Man #2 – for a consult and possible – wait for it – “arthroscopic debridement.”  Sounds pretty damn impressive, doesn’t it?  I THINK SO.

elmo

“Ooooooohhhhh, impressive.”

So while I wait to go see The Man #2, I have a quandry on my hands.  My personal voices of reason – Kellie, Nicole, Lisa, and Rae – have already weighed in and told me I was out of my mind to even THINK about running again.  Hubs and I see it this way – how much more damage can I do getting a couple of runs in over the next couple of weeks, since not running at all since November hasn’t done squat to make things any better?  Now, I’m not talking heading out for any 10 milers, just a couple of easy 2-3 mile jaunts.  Such is my current conundrum.

thinking baby

Canun, conan, co what???

This is where you come in.  Do I keep on faking it on a bike, or do I dust off the Brooks and go back to my happy place, even if it is only temporarily?  (We’re only talking until my next appointment in about a week, when we find out about possible surgery).  I’m curious to see what you all think.  And also see how fast I can actually go when I have to run away from my own personal Jiminy Crickets when they come screaming after me – right ladies?

Princesses1

 

Enjoy the ride.

Let me know where you weigh in on the debate – stick to the bike or hit the road?  Do you think I’d be an idiot to satisfy my severely depleted mileage addiction?  Let’s hear it!

You Too Could Be A Disney Addict

I’m joining in on the magic that is the Monday Magical Mickey Linkup over run.geek.rundisney today.  Because that is what all the cool kids do.  Come check it out!

I’m an addict.  I freely – and proudly – admit it.

Thank the Phoenicians.

Thank the Phoenicians.

I really am addicted to this place.  Whether it’s cheesy gravestones at the Haunted Mansion, or holding intelligent conversations with the locals in Animal Kingdom…

"Quack, quack!"

“How YOU doin’?”

…I just can’t get enough.  And that’s never more apparent to me than when I have family visiting, but I’m not able to make my schedule work so I can heigh-ho the day away with them.  We do have a tradition in the Black Dog clan though that allows us to virtually do Disney with those of us who can’t be there.  It’s an unspoken rule that whomever is there, better make sure they send periodic video updates throughout the day/night.  So you can imagine how much my phone was blowing up all day long on Saturday.

Not my family.  But pretty damn close.

Not my family. But just as dysfunctional.

The addiction pangs were so strong this weekend that I even momentarily thought about actually getting up at the butt crack of dawn, making the three-hour drive, spending the day on a kamikaze run through the parks, and making the three-hour drive back home.  Note I said MOMENTARILY.  I don’t think there’s enough cappuccino and Thermonex in the world that could’ve gotten me through that insane of a day.   But I thought about it.  And realized I’ve got it bad.  REALLY BAD.

We mss you Black Dog!!!!

We miss you Black Dog!!!!

Ever get that feeling in the pit of your stomach that something’s just not quite right?  And I’m not talking about that second helping of questionable-meatloaf-looking-substance-you-found-buried-in-the-back-of-your-fridge kind of feeling.  I’m talking about that feeling like you’re running low on a very important vitamin or mineral.  Or perhaps you forgot to do something extremely important, but you just can’t quite put your finger on it.  Worry no more, I know EXACTLY what the problem is.

What's an elephant to do?

What’s an elephant to do?

So if jumping in your car and driving to Disney World isn’t really an option, I can only offer the next best thing:  kick everyone out of the house.  Have comfort food readily available, (shrimp pasta and salted caramel dark chocolate work quite well).  Find the closest furry black dog and insert on lap.  Spend the next six hours watching Maleficent, The Lion King, and 101 Dalmations (BOTH versions).  If your Disney itch hasn’t been scratched by then, well, there’s only one thing left to do.

driving to disney

There’s just no use trying to fight it.

Safe travels.  And don’t forget the periodic updates.  They’re mandatory.  Or else……you’ll be kicked out of the family.

 

Enjoy the ride.

Did you ever feel like you’re missing Disney World so much that you just might go insane if you didn’t get a quick fix?  What did you do about it?  Ever do Disney virtually?  Did it help, or did you wind up curled up in a ball on the couch, incoherently mumbling quotes from random Disney moves?