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So Sunday is the Chicago marathon and I have mixed feelings.  This is the first time I've been in Chicago during the marathon and not run it since 2007. 
  • 2008 I ran it.  
  • 2009 I was in Mexico and ran one there.  
  • 2010 it was my grandma's 80th bday in Missouri.  
  • 2011 ran it.  
  • 2012 ran it.
I think I'm feeling a mixture of jealousy, guilt, and excitement.  Weird mixture?  Yeah, I guess.  I will explain.
Jealousy I love running.  And odd as it may sound, I love running marathons.  Don't ever ask me around mile 22, but if you asked me at 26.3, I'd say yes.  I want to be out there too.  When people bring up the marathon, I almost don't want to hear/talk about it.  (That's not ok.  I should want to listen, bounce ideas around, and get excited for the runner, the same way I appreciate when I'm running.)

Guilt And I guess a bit lazy.  I basically trained for it.  I ran my 20 miler and the runs leading up to it.  I could do it.  But I'm not.  I know I made this decision not to run this year for a good reason:  my damn knee.  And this decision was confirmed as the correct one during my runs over the summer, but I can't help feeling like I should be out there pounding out those 26.2 miles.  (I'm going to try not to say pounding anymore because I'm trying to glide and be a smooth runner and stuff. ;)

Excitement for the runners! The race basically comes right by my place.  I think I'm due for some karma payback to the universe.  I soaked up so much energy and excitement from spectators in the past cheering everyone on and I want to pass that on to this year's runners.  So yes, I'm going to watch for a while and cheer.  (I may be holding a cup of coffee though.)  I'm also very excited to see the elite runners, who I clearly never see.

p.s. Just for fun.  Read about this lady who accidentally ran a marathon and killed it!

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