Monday, April 30, 2018

In Which Jenn Uncovers A Surprise (FastPass)

I'm sure I'm not the only one who keeps a small shrine to Disney parks in their cubicle. Some of the more enterprising of you may have beautifully framed photographs and artfully fanned park maps. Me, I more or less slapped some schmatta on the wall with push pins and called it done.

Okay, so it's not the most impressive display, but it definitely cheers me up to glance over once in awhile and see my old Annual Pass or the pin I got for helping train a porcupine at DAK

Recently while casting an eye over my collection, I spied an ancient relic. Do you see it?

That's a paper WDW FastPass, all right. But so what? I'm sure there are tons of those floating around. They're even still issued for some special occasions. But this particular kind may never be seen again. Check out the text: it's a Surprise FastPass from 2011!

This particular type of FP was spit out in conjunction with the FP you had actually come to the machine for. I only ever remember getting one for Philharmagic, as this one is, but maybe someone in the audience remembers getting a different kind?

Obviously its presence on my work wall means I never used it. That is because a Philharmagic FP is basically useless. I like the show, but since I can basically wander into it at any time I don't generally worry about it. Unless it's a peak period, I can't imagine this FP being useful to anyone - and I betcha these FPs weren't sliding out of the machines as a bonus when the crowds were Thanksgiving-heavy.

The only thing I can think of is that Disney was trying to a) shuffle crowds around and b) hoping that n00bs would just be excited for an extra FP and not actually realize how pointless it was. 

But the real question is this: think My Disney Experience will ever randomly assign surprise FastPasses? 

Because I don't. >D

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Thursday, April 26, 2018

In Which Jenn Recaps The George Washington Parkway Classic

I approached the George Washington Parkway Classic, a ten mile race, with one goal: don't die. I was coming off a pretty serious cold (or, if you believe Pat's wild theories, chest infection) and still had something of a cough. I felt fit enough to run (or, if you believe Pat's wild theories, I was not fit enough to run), but I didn't have any lofty goals and didn't expect anything much from myself beyond finishing in the allotted time.

So despite Pat's doubts about my general health, I hopped in the car at an ungodly hour Sunday morning, picked up my friend Sarah, and headed over to Arlington. From there we took a shuttle to the race start, none other than George Washington's Mount Vernon estate.

Sadly the grounds were closed, including the real toilets (boo). But the start area was definitely not without its perks. In addition to granola bars and bananas, runners were welcome to help themselves to - wait for it - free coffee! This was a boon as despite the weather being excellent for running (clear, low 50s for most of the race getting up to the mid 60s later in the day), the pre-race dawn was chilly.

The race announcer encouraged us all to take our places in the corrals about 20 minutes before race start. Corrals were self-seeded according to time, and Sarah and I took up a position a little behind the 10 minute mile area. After the obligatory national anthem, we were off.

I lost Sarah pretty quickly in the crowds - it was pretty heavy for a bit there - but we had a meet-up plan for later so it was no worries. I settled into a comfortable rhythm and chugged along, feeling surprisingly good for all my cold-related woes.

Other than the usual early-race masses, it was a pretty uneventful start. The sole weirdness was when a shirtless guy came whooshing up from behind at a dead run, bouncing between and off people in a desperate bid to get ahead. Was he an elite who showed up late? Did he get spooked by a plantation ghost? This mystery haunts me.

After that odd moment, though, the whole race was fairly mundane. It's a straight shot down the George Washington Parkway - no turns or anything. Start at one end, finish at another. There were a few hills here and there but nothing my hill training couldn't handle. (Ha, remember when I only ever ran on the treadmill? Those were the slow days.) For the whole ten miles I only ever walked at water/Gatorade stops.

There was more spectator support than I expected, seeing as how the whole thing occurred on a parkway inaccessible to vehicles. But there were some neighborhoods here and there, and I think some of them came out to cheer. At one point - I want to say around halfway - we passed under a bridge lined with cheering spectators.

Shoutout to my favorite sign: a big bedsheet draped over an existing roadsign's back reading, in spraypaint: "MOM, YOUR SHEETS MAKE GREAT SIGNS." The grinning little kid underneath really made it.

For all the inauspicious circumstances, my race wound up going great. I was shocked when my first mile came in a little over 9:30 - and even more so when the next one was closer to 9. I told myself not to rush, but after half and full marathons ten miles seemed so freakin' short I didn't try to curtail myself; I figured I'd see what happened.

What happened was that I stayed under 10:00 for the whole race, sometimes even dipping under 9:00. As I entered the home stretch of Old Towne Alexandria, I kicked it into a slightly higher gear, passing more often than I was passed. 

By that point spectator numbers had increased exponentially, with people sitting on stoops and even holding cookouts as we passed. I started to flag a little as I saw the finish line, but powered forward and finished an official time of what, for me, is an excellent 1:31:07, cold or no cold. Indeed, I averaged 9:25 minute miles in the first half and 8:49 in the second. Hello, negative splits!

Feeling inordinately pleased with myself, I collected my medal and then proceeded to the snack area. Volunteers were handing out water, sports drinks, and, BONUS: breakfast soft tacos from District Taco. Further on you could pick up granola bars, bananas, and hard pretzels too.

I found Sarah (who I had apparently passed around mile 6.5 without even noticing?), and we rested a bit and ate our tacos. The finisher village had a massage tent and biergarten, but we were happy to pick up a shuttle back to my car and head home.

Overall I thought the race was excellent - well organized with plenty of course support. It's not the most exciting course, but if you're just looking for a good long run, it definitely does the job. Plus, free tacos and coffee? YES PLEASE. 

I would totally do it again except it seems to always be the same weekend as the Dark Side Half, so if I want to do that again next year I can't do this one. Also since I'm doing Wine & Dine this year I can't do the Across the Bay 10K. WHY ARE ALL THE GOOD RACES AT THE SAME TIME???

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Wednesday, April 25, 2018

The Fairest Week In Review: Sicky McSickerson Edition

This week I embarked on an experiment. I decided to see how much running I could do while mildly to moderately sick. To make things more interesting, I even threw a race day in there. Walk with me:

Sunday | 10.05 miles outside in 1:45
I had quite suddenly developed a sore throat Saturday afternoon which did not dissipate after a night's sleep. Nevertheless I knocked out a 10 mile run because on Sundays I do a long run, dammit. It went well, all things considering.

Monday | walked 2.04 miles outside; 60 minute ballet class
My sore throat was a bit improved, but I definitely dragged through this day...

Tuesday | ran 5.09 miles outside in 55 minutes
... and then woke up to my alarm to run feeling lousy. Did I take a rest day like a sensible human being? NO I DID NOT. I ran in the cold and wind and felt miserable doing it. But after I finished running I felt a little better? Mind you, a cough was starting to set in...

Wednesday | ran 5.17 miles outside in 55 minutes; walked 2.08 miles outside in 35 minutes
I woke up feeling much better and had an improved run. But then over the course of the day a nasty cough was setting in...

Thursday | rest
Yup. Cough city. I skipped ballet.

Friday | ran 5.24 miles outside in 55 minutes
By this point Pat was giving me some serious side-eye regarding my continued running while sick. He even counseled bowing out of Sunday's race. So I waited him to leave for work and THEN ran. >D

Saturday | rest
This was bib pickup day for the GW Parkway Classic. There wasn't really an expo per se, but pickup was held in a Pacers running store in Old Towne Alexandria. I drove down at what I thought was pretty early in the morning, but I only lucked into a parking space and stood in quite a line for my bib. But it all turned out fine. There were some in-store discounts available for runners but I mostly just wanted to get back to my car before my parking meter expired.

At this point my cough was improving but still had some depth to it. Pat continued to implore me to not run. So? Did I run? Assuming I did, did I die? Tune in later this week to find out!

In the meantime, enjoy the roundup:

- Celebrate the illustrious Disney's Animal Kingdom with tidbits from Main Street GazetteJambo EveryoneLiving A Disney Life, and Parkeology.
Disney In Your Day assembles a runDisney packing list.
Disney Adulting rounds up all the peanut butter treats you can find at Disney parks.
The Tomorrow Society pays tribute to Tomorrowland's late lamented If You Had Wings. I'm so sad I never had a change to ride it. :/
easyWDW reviews Epcot's Choza Margarita. One of these days I WILL brave that line.
Passport To Dreams Old & New offers a detailed history of MK's Adventureland.
A Pinch Of Pixie Dust enjoys breakfast at Epcot's Garden Grill.

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Monday, April 23, 2018

In Which Jenn Has A Favorite WDW Park

And now we honor Disney's Animal Kingdom in its 20th birthday week. Dear DAK, I mean every single word of this.

It can be hard for a Walt Disney World enthusiast to pin down a favorite thing. The categories are so broad that narrowing down even a top three can seem daunting.

The hardest question of all may be this: which park is your favorite? I mean, how do you begin to compare them? Epcot's got the World Showcase, and that's incredible, but the feeling you get on Main Street, the castle on the horizon, is hard to match. Disney's Animal Kingdom is so beautifully, intricately themed, and an animal lover's dream, of course.

And the Studios suck. I'm kidding! Kind of. Let's just say I'm really looking forward to the upheaval of all the upcoming new lands and refurbs.

Anyway. For the longest time I, too, had trouble pinning down my favorite park. Until November 2016.

In it for the drinks and chips.

Yup. I'm saying it. I may be in the minority, but the Animal Kingdom is my favorite park.

It's not the attractions - mostly. Everest is probably my favorite ride on property, and Festival of the Lion King is definitely my favorite show, and Dinosaur is pretty fun too. But what really does it for me is the incredibly immersive environments.

Of course that's what Disney's Imagineers DO, but DAK is so impressively seamless in a way that even MK's lands or Epcot's World Showcase can't duplicate. In those, you move from one land to the other so quickly that you never quite shake your knowledge of the larger context. DAK's Harambe village, or Serka Zong, the Maharajah Jungle Trek... they're so expansive that you can lose all ties to the idea of being in a theme park at all. Just LOOK:

And when I sat on that bench and sipped a drink and watched Burudika do their thing, I knew: Animal Kingdom, I love you most of all.

Could you ever pull the trigger on a favorite park? Which would you choose?

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Thursday, April 19, 2018

In Which Case Jenn Cannot Trust Her Running Tech (Mostly)

I bought Bluetooth headphones a month or so ago, to free myself from the tyranny of all those connecting wires. The pair I got had largely rave reviews on Amazon, with one exception: there were multiple complaints that the headphones will interrupt your music with a "low power" warning every few minutes as soon as the batteries drain down to 30%.

I heard this message for the first time about ten minutes into a recent morning run. Aha, I thought, no problem - I can suffer through the interruptions and then I'll charge my 'phones back up as soon as I get home. Surely 30% battery can get me through 45 more minutes!

And then they died 15 minutes later. So either Amazon is lying to me or the manufacturer recently changed this feature and took the feedback a little too much to heart.

When else has a dead battery thrown a wrench in my runs? Well, let's see. I've complained on multiple occasions about my phone dying in the cold, although stashing it in my pocket or sleeve seems to help keep the temperature up. I'm bitter about those losses since I lose out on tracking all my steps.

And then of course there's the famous time my lame old GPS watch crapped out on me during the Marine Corps Marathon and it was hot and I was dehydrated and my hips were all wonky and I was definitely over the whole running a marathon thing.

But you know what's NEVER failed me? My new GPS watch! Well, it's a little over a year old now, but it's still one of the best presents I've ever gotten. This baby has up to 16 hours of battery life; I could run TWO MARATHONS BACK TO BACK and still have battery to spare. I WON'T. But I could!

And so I thank you, GPS watch, a little past our one-year anniversary: thank you for being the one piece of running tech I can always count on. 

My one true love.

Has a dead battery ever put a damper on your run?

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Wednesday, April 18, 2018

The Fairest Week In Review 4/18

So normally this would be the day I would come to you bashfully with the news that I had signed up for the WDW Marathon AGAIN because it is my one true love. But, once again, runDisney has mysteriously postponed registration. This one doesn't have me as worried as I've never had trouble getting a bib, even when I put off the decision to run for months. But I AM curious as to why all the switcheroos lately.

Moving on to the workout log!

Sunday | ran 13.2 miles outside in 2:20
My longest run since the Wrightsville Beach Marathon. This one kinda kicked my ass but I knew I'd have fewer opportunities to run this week so I crammed in the miles while I could.

Monday | 60 minute ballet class
Normally I would throw a walk in there too but I had a doctor's appointment so I did that instead.

Tuesday | ran 7.06 miles outside in 1:15

Wednesday | rest

Thursday | walked 2.39 miles outside in 40 minutes; 60 minute ballet class
Finally, a few warm days!

Friday | ran 5.18 miles outside in 55 minutes; walked 2.1 miles outside in 35 minutes
Making up that skipped walk on Monday.

Saturday | rest
I attended my girl Moon's bridal shower! Her wedding is less than a month away. I can't wait to snag some champagne and cake!

Waaaaay back in the day, Moon and I used to talk about music during these week in review posts - what we were listening to on runs, mostly. Well, I'm here to tell you all that Jukebox the Ghost's "Jumpstarted" is FREAKING AMAZING and you should all add it to your run playlists right now. RIGHT NOW! You may not access the roundup until you do.

Here it is whenever you're ready:

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Monday, April 16, 2018

In Which Jenn REALLY Misses Night Races

And don't even get me STARTED on the Osborne Lights.

I find it nuts that the Wine & Dine Two Course Challenge is still not sold out. But I have some series as to why...

A couple years ago, when the Wine & Dine Half Marathon became a regular morning race like all the others, we lost the last runDisney nighttime race. There are two main camps on this subject: the relieved and the enraged.

The relieved are pleased to run in the morning like they are used to, to not worry about properly fueling and hydrating over the course of an entire day, to have a full day in the parks after and not stay up until the wee hours of the morning for some after party.

The enraged miss the uniqueness of the night race, and shutting down Epcot at 4am, and leaning into their night owl tendencies.

If I had to choose, I'd fall into the latter group. But while I agree with its arguments, I don't think too many people consider my primary reason. Namely, that it eliminates my huge, panic-attack-inducing runDisney fear: that I will sleep through the race.

I've said it before, and I'll say it again: I FREAK OUT about waking up for runDisney races. The odds of me waking up naturally around 3am are slim to none, and if I'm not roused by an alarm I'm probably not rousing at all. I have worked myself into a tizzy over this before and I probably will again, over and over and over until I can't run anymore and/or I'm dead.

But at what sweet, lovely races was waking up never an issue? Why, the night races, of course! Bus call was a mere 8pm, so as long as I didn't just completely forget why I was at WDW in the first place or what day it was, making the bus on time was never an area of concern for me. An entire, oozing barrel full of anxiety was gone, just like that.

And so I beg of you, runDisney: please bring back at least one night race. If you can't restore Wine & Dine, how about a triumphant return of the Tower of Terror 10 Miler? Or a new race entirely? My mental health depends on it!

Do you prefer night races or are you totally cool with the early mornings? Do I need to chill? If so, how?

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Thursday, April 12, 2018

In Which Jenn Is Awkward Around Other Runners On The Trail

Years ago I remember reading a post by a blogger about waving during running. It has haunted me ever since.

In this post, the author expressed offense that other runners she passed out on the trail didn't wave to her. Specifically in cases where she waved and received no response, which is understandable, but also in the general sense. Should not old fashioned friendliness and the camaraderie of the running community dictate that we wave politely as we cross paths?

Well... I dunno. I don't wave to fellow runners as a rule, and there are several reasons why.

First, I am zoning. I am having my best run when I'm thinking out something else entirely. My brain processes the presence of other runners enough to recognize their presence, but much of the time by the time we've passed each other it hasn't really penetrated my current daydream that the other person existed.

Second, I am carrying things. I carry my water bottle because I don't care for on-person hydration options, and I carry my phone because I like to flip through my music at will. I'm not well equipped for legit waving, although I have been known to gesture.

Third, and most importantly, 90% of the time those other runners bear no indication that they intend to wave at me either. Perhaps the aforementioned waving blogger is from the south, or the midwest, or somewhere else in the country where I hear tell of storied warmth and friendliness, but that's not how we do it here in DC. Here in DC we keep to ourselves, thank you very much! So as a high-functioning social anxiety sufferer, I'm certainly not about to start initiating interactions I'm not at all sure anyone wants.

There are, of course, exceptions. I will make those water bottle gestures at the rare runner who does acknowledge me. I have also been known to smile. And if someone makes a concession for me - for example, stepping to the side or off the path to let me pass - I will lift a hand and mouth "Thank you" to show my appreciation.

But waving to every runner I see? I'm not sure I buy that.

(Unless you have a dog. Please wave me down and introduce me to your dog.)

What do you think proper runner etiquette should be regarding acknowledgement? Do you think we're honor bound to interact? Or is ignoring each other okay?

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Wednesday, April 11, 2018

The Fairest Week In Review: 4/11

Ooh, hey! I come to this week in review bearing gifts. Want to run with me in Annapolis on June 2? The people behind the Wayfarer's Half just sent me a discount code! JourneyMate will net you $10 off the half and/or $5 off the 5k. (Don't worry, you don't have to run with me. I mean, I'll be there, but you don't have to find me or anything.)

Although, who wouldn't want to run with this clearly very normal person?

And on that happy note, let us adjourn to the workout log:

Sunday | ran 7.2 miles outside in 1:15
Never run RIGHT after lunch, even if your schedule demands. Or maybe do; I got through it all right.

Monday | walked 2.03 miles outside in 35 minutes; 60 minute ballet class

Tuesday | ran 7.16 miles outside in 1:15

Wednesday | ran 5.24 miles outside in 55 minutes

Thursday | walked 2.41 miles outside in 40 minutes; 60 minute ballet class

Friday | ran 7.21 miles outside in 1:15

Saturday | rest

So I'm pondering trying to talk Pat into coming with me for the Dark Side Half again. (Yes, I know I said I wasn't into the race; just trust that I have my reasons. ALL WILL BE REVEALED!). Thing is, I checked out the calendar for next year, and the usual weekend for Dark Side is... Easter weekend. I don't know if Disney would hold a race on a religious holiday, however chocolate-centric, but I do know that I ain't about to mess with no Easter crowds. I'll be very interested to see when they choose to schedule the 2019 version...

Anyway. Roundup!

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Monday, April 9, 2018

In Which runDisney Seems To Have Lost Its Unofficial Mascot

I have a serious question for you, runDisney blogosphere: whatever happened to Sean Astin?

I don't mean generally; I know he's been around these past couple years, doing his acting thing.

Pictured: Sean Astin's acting thing.

But there was I time when I swear Sean Astin was at every single runDisney race. How do I know this? Because he couldn't run 1k without a runDisney announcer sticking a microphone in his face.

I remember he was at my first event, The Princess Half Marathon in 2013. I remember him being interviewed on stage for The Tinker Bell Half Marathon in 2014, and if I recall correctly he was wearing festive fairy wings. I think he was at the 2014 Wine & Dine Half Marathon but I'm not 100% on that.

I KNOW he did the 2015 Dopey Challenge, because I did the 2015 Dopey Challenge, and they trotted that poor man out every. Single. Morning. "It's SEEEEAN! ASTIIIIIIIIIN!" Rudy or somebody would yell, and then they'd make him tell them something about his running career or if he was having fun and enjoying the parks or his hopes and dreams or whatever. Fun fact: Mr. Astin stayed up until 11pm the night before the 2015 marathon. What a trooper!

So for a time there he was kind of the unofficial mascot of runDisney. But since then I don't remember seeing him at any races. It could of course be that I've just gotten a lot less observant. But given his former ubiquity, I wonder about this sometimes. Did he get tired of being dragged on stage and stop coming? Is he there in secret, wearing a false mustache and running under a pseudonym so that runDisney can't find him and accost him? Is it our fault? Were too many fans following him around quoting Goonies while he was just trying to ride some damn teacups with his family?

I don't have any answers to these questions, so I will close with my own personal Sean Astin-related anecdote: 

Before I ran the Princess Half, I mentioned to my dad that Sean Astin would be running the race too. I thought he would find that nifty, being a Lord of the Rings fan. But my dad's kneejerk reaction was this: "His father was in West Side Story!" And that, I think, begins to paint of picture of the differences between generations.

Wherever you are, Mr. Astin, I hope you got some sleep.

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Friday, April 6, 2018

Happy Friday: We Can Never Let This Go

Elsa oughta know THE GLOVES ARE OFF.*


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Thursday, April 5, 2018

In Which Jenn Notices New Running Paths

One phenomenon I have noticed increasingly over the years as a runner is that I have become hyper aware of running paths. Anytime I'm driving along and I see a trail, I immediately begin to parse out its running potential. 

This is a great way to suss out new places to train, except that the tragedy is that often I never seem to get there!

Oh, not always. I've run on Assateague Island now (and it was awesome!). And I've run a portion of the trail by Pat's brother's house. But a lot of paths are still on my bucket list.

It can be my fault, of course. I first found my current running trail, the Bethesda Trolley Trail, while wandering around the neighborhood, but there are portions of the trail when driving toward work that I've never set foot on. They're not part of my marked route, you see. What's stopping me from stepping off the beaten path? Only myself and my penchant for routine!

Yet sometimes it seems it's just not in the cards, at least so far. There's this amazing fishing bridge we pass every time we drive to/from Ocean City, and I am dying to run on it. It's a wooden bridge across a river with porta potties and little covered picnic tables and it looks picturesque and adorable! But it's two hours from home and one from OC itself, so it's never really convenient...

I saw a big one a couple weeks ago. I had a meeting at Mount Vernon, and while driving out of the facility I noticed a lovely running and biking path. It looked delightful and I idly thought it might be fun to run around the Mount Vernon area someday.

Well. Forget just running around Mount Vernon - as I drove around the outskirts of DC, this thing followed me for MILES. I don't think I lost it until I saw signs for Dulles. You could fit massive long runs on that path!

I don't know if I'll ever knock out all my bucket list running trails, but it's always nice to add to my collection. 

Do you keep an eye out for running paths while you drive?

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Wednesday, April 4, 2018

The Fairest Week In Review: 4/04

Once more unto the breach, dear friends. Well, hold on - that's not 100% true. I did make it a slightly lighter week on mileage since it was my first back from the marathon. So next week unto the breach?

Workout log, sing it:

Sunday | ran 5.27 miles outside in 55 minutes
This was surprisingly hard, although really I shouldn't be shocked to need some easing back in after a full week completely off.

Monday | walked 2.2 miles outside in 35 minutes; 60 minute ballet class

Tuesday | ran 5.25 miles outside in 55 minutes

Wednesday | ran 5.25 miles outside in 55 minutes

Thursday | ran 5.3 miles outside in 55 minutes
I KNOW: a three-peat! But it worked best with my schedule and the weather, and turned out fine. I should probably make myself do more of these, given that I have a Challenge to conquer...

Friday | walked 2.39 miles outside in 40 minute

Saturday | rest

How early is too early to start getting jazzed for Wine & Dine? I've already begun planning my outfits (Disney Dandy[TM]and daydreaming about picking up one of those new spiked Jungle Juice drinks from Dawa Bar and listening to Burudika. WHY IS THAT NOT JUST MY LIFE???

Oh well. Week in review, take us out.

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Tuesday, April 3, 2018

In Which Jenn & Pat Are Obsessed With Goofy's Gummy Worms

In the spirit of all those buying up half-price Easter candy, let's talk about Goofy's Candy Company.

Last time I was at Walt Disney World, wandering around Disney Springs post-marathon killing time before my flight, Pat and I had the following text exchange:

ME: Do you want me to pick up any sour gummy worms?


Why all the excitement over a pretty ubiquitous candy? WELL.

No doubt over the course of your many WDW trips you've seen walls full of offerings from Goofy's Candy Company. Jelly beans, chocolates, various types of regular and sour gummy candies, all of which look like fairly everyday sweets in colorful Disney packaging. 

We've tried an assortment of Goofy's offerings, and for the most part you are right. But if you've never tried the sour gummy worms, you are MISSING. OUT.

What is it that makes them so superior to all other gummy worm brands out in the world? We're not sure! Perhaps it's the texture, which is firm enough to satisfy but soft enough to readily yield to teeth. Perhaps it's the sour powder coating, just the right level of tart. And there is of course the argument that perhaps it's the fact that you're eating them in WDW, except that we've hauled many bags home and they're just as good there, too. Don't sell Goofy short!

Pat and I stumbled upon the worms during our January 2015 trip, and found that they were not as plentiful around the parks as one might otherwise assume. Then, upon my next return trip, I couldn't find any bags around the parks OR resorts AT ALL. So when they popped back up during my next marathon weekend, I brought three bags home. Since then they've been much easier to find, but we still have a sort of knee-jerk reaction to that wall full of Goofy candy: BUY THE LOT!

I haven't tried nearly as much out of Goofy's Candy Company as I would like to, but so long as he keeps cranking out the sour gummy worms, we'll keep buying 'em - and hoarding bags at home until we can come back for more.


What's your favorite item out of Goofy's Candy Kitchen? Have you tried the sour gummy worms?

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