The trip of a lifetime. Amazing people, amazing weather and an incredible race.
My Chicago Marathon weekend was SO much fun. It was amazing from start to finish. As soon as it was over I started trying to figure out in my head how I would or could ever do it justice in a review/recap. For sure at this point, a few days later, I still don’t have it all summed up. For those of you waiting with baited breath for a recap, rest assured it will be soon.
What’s wrong with a little teaser though, right? Some photos? A few thoughts?
I can say this…. I spent a lot of time over the course of three days on my feet. Based on a pedometer app I have on my phone, I walked the equivalent distance of a marathon or more the two days leading up to the actual race. Probably not the best things to do prior to a marathon, but Chicago beckoned me. I had a brand new city in front of me, easily navigated on foot, and so I did.
I really fell in love with Chicago. The aptly nicknamed Windy City left me with chapped lips, and a wind burned face. The city is rich in history, architecture and culture. The arts abound. A city filled with 45,000 marathoners, friends and family, it couldn’t be all that bad, right? One thing is for sure, no matter what part of the city I was in, a turn of the head in any direction produced plenty of views of folks in running shoes.
The food! That’s a blog post of its own. Wow! Great places to eat everywhere. I never ate a Chicago hot dog, but did indulge in deep dish pizza. Twice!
As my recovery continues, with another marathon lingering large in just a few days, I feel my race weekend recap will be ready to post by tomorrow. For now, enjoy some of the great pictures I took during the weekend. If you need an immediate answer to the question of if I would ever run Chicago again, the answer would be a resounding YES!