You have got to be kidding me.
Chicago Tribune Headline: “Winter makes a comeback, Snow expected tonight.”
Exactly a week ago, I was doing some Wednesday Walking and it was 60 degrees. Now you’re telling me that we’re looking at snow again?
This winter wonderland card is about 3 months overplayed.
Spring, get your act together!
All in favor of vacant property on Mich Ave being filled up by adorable boutiques from across the pond, say “Ai”.
Ai. So ai.
All Saints Spitalfields, coming soon to 700 N. Michigan Avenue. Taking the place of that eyesore that was the old Chicago Place Mall, between Saks and Zara. Good one!
Here’s hoping that “coming soon” means “by the time Chicago hits legit Spring” because I’ve got my eye on this little number.
The Brits are invading Chicago- between Topshop and All Saints, I predict seeing a lot more style walking around this city.
Ai, ai, ai!
Dear New Running Shoes,
I know it’s time; I figured my days were numbered when my sides started ripping a little and my treads were so worn that they were nearly smooth. I am sure you are perfectly good shoes, in a brand new, shiny, not a speck of dirt on them sort-of-way. I know you will do things for Nina that I can’t do anymore, like give her proper support so her knees don’t hurt. I bet you also do not smell as bad as I do. Let me just give you some insight into your new job.
Nina laces her shoes too tight when she sets out for a run so get used to making a stop about 5 minutes in to do some re-tying. Her favorite run in on the Lake Front Path so you are in for some spectacular views. She’s also a pretty friendly runner so you’ll be saying hi to lots of shoes that are running past- work on your “I’m doing my job but how-do-ya-do” smile.
Keep in mind that you are in Chicago so while some runs will be on impossibly beautiful days, just as many will be cold and filled with puddles. Oh and about the puddles- sometimes, Nina thinks that running makes her rugged and hardcore. This leads to giving no regard to tromping you through mud or puddles. Don’t worry- she is not actually rugged (at all) so you will get cleaned up right when you get home so that dirt doesn’t get in the apartment and so you look nice for the next run.
You’re in a pretty important position because you get to be a part of the days when Nina has great runs (high five!) but also the days when pounding the pavement is the last thing she wants to do. You’re both working toward some fun races this summer and the Big Kahuna in October. Be good to each other and don’t forget- I’m in the back of the closet if she goes all crazy and decides to do one of those Mud Buddy races. No need to dirty you up for that.
Love,
Nina’s Old Running Shoes
This rainy Sunday morning has consisted of:
Between the lazy morning, the rain and the concept of the first day of Spring, I’m feeling, well, a whole lot better.
My purple wellies are by the door, just begging me to go splash in some puddles. Perhaps on the way to Grahamwich?
Happy Sunday!
I spent last night with 120 yogis getting our vinyasa on at the insanely gorgeous W Hotel City Center. Oh and there was wine involved after the yoga. Can we say “perfect combination”?
If you ever find yourself down on Adams St., stop in and have a drink in the W’s unbelievable lobby. You might see me- I am seriously considering moving in. Pink lighting, disco balls that make the walls sparkle with flashes of light, the perfect mix of modern luxury with old school Chicago architecture…totally my kind of place.
I had a breakfast meeting at 9am this morning in Lincoln Park with two lovely ladies from my company. I have just been itching to enjoy being outside in my city again so with 50+ degrees in the forecast, I set off to start my day with some Wednesday Walking. I saw so much on my little 3.2 mile walk!
LSD. Cars in the road, runners on the lake path. All is well.
8:15am: A little Abe Lincoln action. Morning, sir!
Gold Coast lovin’- this city really is an architectural goldmine. So many gorgeous homes, ripe for “someday” dreaming...
Also to be noted, I also saw a dog in Lincoln Park West. A dog that was not so much of a dog as it was a coyote/wolf. Who jumped the fence into the petting zoo. Yikes.
There is so much to be said for a Wednesday Walking edition that requires sunnies and the removal of my scarf…
“Laughing for 15 seconds adds 2 years to your life span.”
I have no scientific evidence for this factoid but I heard it today and am choosing to take it as the truth.
Who am I to argue with some easily earned years?
Laughing my way to forever sounds like a fabulous plan.
And how I got a craving for a Shamrock Shake.
Nice advertising, Mickey D’s. You certainly had a captive audience on Saturday!
(photo via fuckyeahchicago)
As mentioned in my previous post, we had quite the feast on Saturday, including homemade donuts contributed by one of our buddy’s girlfriends. I just ate another one and realized I had to give some serious blog love to 1) donuts and 2) Erin.
Baked (not fried), holiday themed, 3 bite sized, delivered right to my door…there was really nothing to NOT love about these glorious little holed pasties. The fact that someone went to all of that donut making trouble (actually, I don’t know if it was all that much trouble, I just know that the average person does not make their own donuts so I was highly impressed) for our little green gathering was just the sweetest gesture ever. And the baker was playing to a donut loving crowd so it was a win all around!
I need a donut pan, stat.
