Chicago Marathon Race Review....Mission Accomplished!

It's time!  6:00am and we were ready to make the Chicago Marathon our bitch.

We walked the 1.6 miles to the open corral start. 

Hot Damn!  We found a Starbucks to get our coffee fix on the way!

We took advantage of the Bank of America customer special port-a-potties.  The lines weren't too bad & there was toilet paper!

All day everyone called out "Go Angie" in their best cheerleader voice.  Then they would shout "Go Randee" in their best come hither voice.  Those bouncing mounds seem to have that effect on people.

The Chicago Marathon starts NOW!  Oh shit.

Water and Gatorade was at every mile.  The amount of cups and trash was kinda amazing and totally nasty at the same time.

I have enough pictures without showing you, but just know I took a picture of every mile marker and posted immediately to facebook during the race.

There was a lot of public peeing going on.  Randee and I even mooned half of Chicago with synchronized peeing behind a tree.

The crowds were freaking AMAZING!  The volunteers were freaking AMAZING!  Really, the entire marathon was freaking AMAZING!

Mile 9...so far, so good!

The crowds were pretty thick the entire race...all the way to the finish.

This was just a kick ass view.

Randee's stomach just does not really like running.  Emergency poop stop.

We went over a butt ton of bridges.  The view was always greatness.

I have no idea what mile this is.  Just another view of the asses I looked at for 26.2 miles.

Half done and still standing.

The further we ran, the nastier the roads became.  I don't know how those barefoot runners did it!

In Pilsen (Little Mexico) they had lots of live music and this humungous pinata.

Another mile...another ass to look at.

Holy crap...we made it to mile 20.  Now we enter uncharted territory.

Now do you believe me she is a psycho bitch?  Just image 26.2 miles with that!

This must have been early on....Randee was still smiling.

China Town

Love this shirt.  It reminds me of Ms. Thang!

Yap, you got to like people to run this race.  Asses to elbows for 26.2.  By the end the body odor is quite scary.

Little Brittany rocked her race, finishing in 4:53.  She says, "the only thing that still hurts is my face."  She got a sunburn with those 80 degree, full sun temps!

Talia says her marathon finish time is un-postable, but added, "this here marathon was funner than a mug."  You'll have to try and translate that ghetto slang.

DONE SON!  We were slower than your granny....just as promised.  Randee was suffering from tummy issues.  We made a pact to stick together.  I had more in me today.  Around mile 16 I decided to run another marathon to see what I can really do.  I'm thinking the White Rock Marathon in December.  Randee says "my coochy took a beating and I ain't never running another damn marathon."  She kept going with her complaints...but I quit listening.

We all finished!  Alecia had a PR with 5:07.  She says, "I had a wonderful moment of release after crossing the finish line."  We took turns taking ice baths.  The stench is a bit better, but now the room smells like Bengay.

We popped a cork and we're now celebrating with some tasty champagne.

Cheers to the Bitchy Runners.  Mission Accomplished.

I must say....the Chicago Marathon is pretty damn cool.  Everyone should experience it at least once in their life.