This morning I hung out with 45000 folks. It was a lovely way to start a Sunday morning at 730am. You see today was the annual Chicago Marathon. The course, as it winds it’s way through the city, usually runs somewhere in the vicinity of my house. I can remember one year it went right by Wrigley Field. It was really cold that year, I was wearing my Columbia jacket with the lining zipped in. I rode my bike down with my dog Lily and we arrived in time to see the elite runners. They are amazing to watch. You can’t hear them as their feet barely make contact with the earth as they fly by. It was incredible.
This year, the weather was much warmer, although not as hot as the year they had to stop the race. The humidity was really high that year and the organizers didn’t have enough water out for folks. This year it was dryer and there was plenty of H2O for the runners. We learn lessons really well in Chicago. Like how snow removal, or lack thereof, will ensure you don’t get re-elected the next time (see How Jane Byrne Became Mayor in Wikipedia). So the organizers were very ready for conditions this year.
I had a special reason to get to the course. My friend Stephanie was running in her hometown and for a wonderful charity (PAWS – Pets Are Worth Saving). I donated to her fund as did others and she wonderfully dedicated each mile to a furry friend she’d known throughout the years. My dear departed Lily was mile 8 which is where I was standing. A nice bit of serendipity wouldn’t you say?
I was worried I wouldn’t be able to spot her. After all, there were 45000 people running, how on earth would I be able to pick her out of the crowd? And since I was still pretty near the front, there were coming in big groups as the crowds hadn’t had time to thin out. I kept my eyes peeled all morning long. But in the midst of all this pressure, I was cheering on whomever came into my eyeline. Lots of runners put their names on their shirts so I was calling out to random people urging them on. Lots of thank you’s came back. The sheer magnitude of what they were undertaking was overwhelming. I was blaming it on the sunscreen getting in my eyes, but I found myself tearing up thinking about their quest. It was humbling to see all those people from all over the world running for themselves and any number of charitable causes.
Finally I hear my name being called out and look to see Stephanie with the biggest, most beautiful smile on her face waving at me. I was so excited for her I started whooping it up, bad for the voice but oh-so-necessary for the accomplishment! She finished with her personal best even with the hot conditions. I’m so proud of her, proud of all those who even signed up to attempt such a goal. They stuck their necks out and just showing up that morning was a win for them. Kudos to all.
Makes me think…nah. That’s just crazytalk.