Day 123 Chicago 0 miles. Rain

6/15/2011

I get so bummed out when the rain puts a damper on my day. My first look out the window today I saw nothing but white. It looked like I was in the clouds. Chicago is supposed to be the windy city not the rainy city. Perhaps it’s the universe’s way of telling me to take it easy. I constantly think about how one of the messages in “The Tenth Floor” is about not overworking oneself. I wonder why the author of that book has such a hard time following his own advice.

I ended up sleeping some more. My body sure did thank me for the extra rest. Between the running, and the events with the kids, I think I’ve been wearing myself thin.

Later in the day I met a couple of JC’s friends. One of them, Mike, happens to be an artist...

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Day 122 Chicago 0 miles

6/14/2011

Today J.C. and I made tracks for the Shriner’s Hospital of Chicago. It was one scary cab ride away from the Navy Pier. Perhaps it’s because I don’t ride in cars much anymore but, I don’t think my cabby was driving very safely. The guy practically took out two pedestrians as he cut through a parking lot. When he slammed on the brakes papers went flying throughout the car leaving a mess everywhere. He wasn’t even really sure which direction to go. I knew something was wrong when he asked us to call the Shriners Hospital then proceed to drive and talk.

I would have run there but the mileage would have been backwards, we had boxes of books, and I had to return to the high rise by the pier regardless...

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Day 121 Bridgeview to Chicago 17 miles

6/13/2011

I left the Baron home pretty early in the morning. My body felt great. It was ready to conquer another milestone on this quest. Bridgeview is considered a village like many of the small towns in Illinois yet it’s proximity to the city gave it a bigger feel.

As I approached the city, I began to take notice of the surroundings in the various neighborhoods. I watched the names change from Polish,to Italian, to Korean, to Mexican. I loved the way each barrio had it’s own distinct smell. They are the scents of culture, heritage, and of course food. It all combines together to create an aromatic representation of a place...

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