Wednesday, April 16, 2008
So it appears that Chicago is to be my first attempt at a full marathon. Lauren, an old friend and one of our teammates for the upcoming Madison-Chicago 200, moved to Chicago last year and convinced me to sign up and run it with her. After some goading from Lauren's husband and my sister, neither of whom are going to run of course, and the fact that she heard this morning that they were anticipating registration filling up by Friday, I acquiesced (oooh, SAT word), and here we are.
I was checking out the website earlier today, and was looking at the course map. In the legend on the map, they list what services are at the aid stations and hydration zones. Under hydration zones, they say, "contains water, medical, misters, toilets." I sort of stared at it confused for a moment, thinking, "Misters, huh? That's great for the ladies, but no misses for us guys? That's kinda lame." Then, of course, after another minute, it dawned on me what it actually meant, and it made a whole lot more sense than what I had originally thought they meant.
Lauren also pointed out when we were talking last week that given last year's horrors, the race is sure to be extremely well managed with extra everything, so there will be nothing to fear!
[Edited 2008-04-17: Added qualifier in first sentence at Danielle's suggestion so as not to anger the running gods of the Windy City.]
Posted by Joe at 8:18 PM