If You Don’t Do, Cheer: In honor of the Chicago Marathon
On an unseasonably warm October day a few years ago, I watched from the sidelines and cheered on the Chicago Marathon runners. Personally, I don’t think the human body was meant to run 26.2 miles. Throbbing feet, chafed nipples, blisters, “charley horses”, lactic acid, black toe nails, and running 4-8 hours to the point of... Read more »