Strip At Night 2016

It sure would be nice to enjoy these things with my girl, my life partner. Too bad I don’t have one. Well, better I at least experience half the fun than none at all. Continue reading Strip At Night 2016

Blue Skies, Illinois Style

With yet another marathon under my belt, there would be plenty of boasting when I got back to work, not in a haughty, imperious manner, but in a sort of self astonishment that the likes of me could have actually pull off just a feat. I would be more humble with my family though, mainly because they knew the course of my life and what a magnificent achievement this was for me. The Chicago Marathon would have consumed an exciting weekend in and of itself, but there was one more shot of adrenaline coming up that would top off the entire vacation. Continue reading Blue Skies, Illinois Style

Chicago Marathon 2016 (Part 3)

Despite the ample warmup time, the hourlong shuffle to the startline had stiffened my muscles somewhat and the beginning of the race felt awkward, if not a little ominous. Of course, the rewarm would only take minutes, and in the meantime I was still passing many of the back-of-the-pack runners. Continue reading Chicago Marathon 2016 (Part 3)

Chicago Marathon 2016 (Part 2)

It was still dark as I stepped out into the cool morning air, although daylight was just beginning its ascent. Unlike last year where it was a warmup-type jaunt to Gate 5 this year it was right in front of me. As with any race of this magnitude, there was the fleeting thought of whether the race would be a triumph of the spirit, or a disaster of epic proportions. But it was a fleeting thought though. There was no room for even the possibility of failure. It would be all I could muster to finish this behemoth. Still, three days a week, and NO MORE

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Chicago Marathon 2016 (Part 1)

The marathon was two days away and I was in the last phase of my carb loading phase. That meant stuffing as much carbohydrates as possible down my throat before hitting the streets of Chicago. It was going to be a pasta weekend, at least until Sunday night. Continue reading Chicago Marathon 2016 (Part 1)