For someone who was told in December of 2006 that I was supposed to be in a wheelchair and expect an accelerated decline in functioning as I aged, I do miraculously well. After all, I ran the 2009 Boston Marathon and became a most unlikely runner. I continue to age well and strong with strength training workouts and power walking. There are, however, a few situations that continue to challenge me. One of those situations was when we saw Hamilton last April. We thought that our orchestra seats would be without stairs. We were in Row R. After two full days of walking around the City, the steep stairs posed a challenge for me. As I wrote in my blog, there was no way I was going to throw away my shot to see Hamilton. I experienced intermittent muscle spasms and nerve pain but the Hamilton experience pierced through any discomfort. I told Tom in May that I would love to go back to see Hamilton and sit in the orchestra where there were no stairs. He suggested that we do a two show weekend and stay an extra day. I secured two reasonably priced orchestra seats in Row B and tickets to see Chicago, now celebrating 30 years on Broadway. I sent a message to Grace at the Doubletree Hilton Hotel Times Square West who provided us with outstanding service when we went in April.
We boarded the Amtrak Acela on Friday morning. Watching the gap when getting on and off the Acela can be challenging for me if there is a big gap. While the amenities on the new trains are wonderful, there seemed to be a wider gap than usual when we boarded the train. Fortunately, I steadied myself with Tom before I navigated the gap and boarded the train by reaching for the handle at the doorway opening. We settled back for a relaxing ride to our NYC adventure. Fortunately we packed extra snacks for the trip. We were delayed by an hour. But as I have come to learn throughout my 72 years, delays always have a purpose.
We pulled into Penn Station. When I got to the door to leave the train, I was aghast. The gap in Boston was nothing compared to the gap that loomed in front of me. As one woman said when we were riding in the elevator to Moynihan Train Hall, we were lucky that an alligator didn't come out of it. Tom was behind me and didn't see the gap. I mustered all of my courage. I'd been meditating on the train and visualized my guardian angel being present to make sure I safely got off of the train given the larger than usual gap at the Back Bay station. I was remarkably calm.
I held on to the handrail that was next to the door and extended my right leg as far as I could. I'd almost touched the ground but I couldn't bring myself to let go of the handle while I evaluated the situation for my safety. This lovely woman of short stature with gray hair looked around and then made eye contact with me. Without saying a word, she extended her hand to lend me that little bit of support that I needed to safely exit the train. I'm still feeling goosebumps and gratitude as I type this. Tom had to practically throw our luggage off of the train and I steadied it when it landed. He landed safely and we both profusely thanked this total stranger for extending her hand and kindness to me. I explained that I had polio as a child to which she replied, "You are doing great!" She seemed to just disappear into the crowd.
I told Tom I wanted to savor every moment of this trip and stopped to take a photo when we arrived at Penn Station.
We were warmly greeted by Grace at the Front Desk of the Double Tree by Hilton Times Square West with whom we became friends during our last visit. After a light bite for lunch, we got settled in our room, unpacked and meditated until it was time to head to the West Bank Cafe for dinner.
It was a beautiful evening for the short walk from our Hotel. Clinton greeted us as if we were family and warmly welcomed us back. He asked us where we would like to dine and offered us the booth we had during our last visit. We had to start our meal with their signature risotto balls. Tom had the special, Chicken Francese, and I once again had the Salmon dish. We knew that we were going to splurge and have their Hot Fudge Sundae for dessert. The hot fudge is made on site! We asked if our friends {the owners of West Bank} Tom and Michael were there but they were in Connecticut for the evening. I was amazed at the dedication of the staff to make sure everything ran smoothly in their absence.
With our hearts overflowing with gratitude, we said good night to the staff at the West Bank Cafe and took a leisurely stroll back to our Hotel.
We relaxed, meditated and planned our logistics for Saturday when we would return to the Richard Rodgers Theater to be in the room where it happened. Nothing could have prepared us for the synchronicity and Hamilmagic that was in store for us....
To be continued...
In health and wellness,
Mary
Visit my website to learn how poetry, optimism, gratitude and the mind/body connection helped me to transform my life. After having been told in December 2006 that I should prepare to spend the rest of my life in a wheelchair, I went on to cross the finish line of the 2009 Boston Marathon and have many adventures as runnergirl 1953. Be sure to visit the recently updated News and Events Page for links to podcast interviews, speaking engagements and where you can find my incredibly inspirational story.
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Last year I was the guest on The Optimism Institute Blue Sky Podcast. "Mary McManus has never had it easy. As a kindergartner, she was a victim of polio just a short time before the vaccine was introduced. She also faced trauma in her home life but somehow managed to persevere and overcome these and still more obstacles throughout her life. Today, Mary is an inspiring author, poet, motivational speaker, and finisher of the Boston Marathon." Here is the link to the Episode Website. Be sure to subscribe on your favorite podcast platform and on YouTube.


