8.5 in Chicago

Distance: 8.5
Time: 1:27:49
Quality: 3/10

Cautionary tale: Don't party and then expect a good run the next day. While you might be thinking that these words are common sense, I must remind you of my stupidity.

The picture is of Kurt and Mary (my wife) at Frontera Grill.

Saturday we went to Rick Bayless's restaurant, Frontera Grill and had great food and even better margaritas...3 to be exact. Then we went back to the hotel for a beer. Then we went to dinner at Bin 36, a local wine bar, to put more nails in the running coffin. Let's first talk about a few of the MANY cheeses I tried such as: Brind D'Amour, Pierre Robert, Manchego, Stilton, Comte, and at least 6 more nefarious cheeses from goats, sheep, and cows. Did I mention that I'm a little lactose intolerant? But that didn't stop me from eating it all. And we shouldn't forget the wine, which included a Rose Prosecco, a flight of Syrah, and then a bottle of Syrah because we liked one of my flight so very much.

For those of you keeping tab at home, the glasses of wine, beer, and margaritas total about 8 or 9 at this point.


Now let's talk about the run. In the 8.5 miles that I jogged, I hit 3 restrooms. The one on the waterfront next to Grant park is VILE, avoid it at all costs. The port-a-potty at Burnham Harbor was quite nice, but you needed to hop a fence to get to it. Finally, a quick visit to the convention facilities at McCormick Place turned out quite well, I blended nicely with the people attending the National Radiology Convention.