I arrived Friday and have been having a valuable and enjoyable time meeting colleagues and acquaintances. I will say this about Chicago: they are inclined to overload the food servings in restaurants. I have had to resort to my mantra: "eat what's right; not what's left." No wonder Americans are overweight.
I ran 10.5 miles Sunday morning, starting at my hotel and east to the Navy Pier on Lake Michigan. From there I headed north along the Lakeshore route and up into Lincoln Park. The further north I ran the nicer the scenery and the more plentiful the runners. I was fortunate to be able to stop at two runner community Gatorade/water stops for refreshment. Thank you Chicago.
This morning, in a drizzle, I headed south across the Chicago River, then east to Grant Park. I went all the way down to the Museum Campus and back up the lakeside path and back across the river and home. It was about 4.5 miles and a few too many stop lights so the time was long.
Next running stop will be in Rhode Island where I intend to hook up with Jank on Thursday and crank out a quick set of miles. Woo hoo!