I sort of ran the marathon yesterday, in the sense that the po-po stopped me at mile 16, and kept making that scary gesture where they cross their arms in front of their bodies and yell, "Stop!" which makes you think about handcuffs.
There was no water provided by the city by the time people in my starting category got there. They had run out at every single official hydration station, except for the first one. Spectators were providing water, and also charity groups, I think, but not until about mile 10.
Normally, I have a two-hour period when I'm running where I'm really happy about it. I'm not thinking about anything. My body is just moving, and it feels nice. Except this felt awful from start to finish though.
I was in one of the first groups of people they stopped. If I had been going just, like, a minute faster, I would have been allowed to keep going.
Who to hate? Usually, the answer is "myself" (said in a mopey voice), but today I'm thinking I blame the event coordinator. If you would have given me water, I would have been going faster, event coordinator. See? Not my fault.
Now my knee hurts and I have a cold. I am going to submerge myself in ice.
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I was worried you were passed out somewhere, so I checked the Chicago Tribune. Two people with your full name are listed. One of the yous is from Mundelein. Now I'm worried you're secretly from Mundelein. I think it's awesome that you even ran anywhere yesterday. I only ran to the ice cream truck.
you should blame kevin and vinnie.
I blame Kevin for sure. When I talked to him today he spoke of the Gatorade waterfalls available to him.
It's discrimination against people who can't run a nine-minute mile.
i kept hearing interviews w/ that coordinator on npr yesterday. he blamed the runners for the lack of water. "people kept dumping 6 or 7 cups on themselves to cool off," he said. each runner should get only a teeny dixie cup of water every 13 miles.
Seriously, the marathon is about endurance.
You are a PUSSY! I rode my bike with 15 gallons of Powerade(tm)strapped across my shoulders....I walked many blocks for you!!!!!
Why is the marathon all about YOU, YOU, YOU, just 'cause you were running in it!? The family suffers too, ya know.
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