I'm one of those who travelled from another state and spent $$$ just to get to Chicago in order to do the race. I was pretty disappointed in the cancellation, but I can't see that any alternate location would have really been feasible for me to participate, unless there's some other lake right there in Chicago that somehow isn't on any map. I mean, that's a fine option for people who live in the area, but I'd already spent the maximum I wanted to on this race getting my family and I to Chicago. We had a room in Chicago, not some other nearby city. We had plans for the rest of the weekend to make the trip something my husband and kids could also enjoy. To pick up and travel to some other town would have meant more money, confusion...nope, I don't think it would have worked.
I was pretty sad not to race, but before our discounted parking at Navy Pier ran out the skies looked ok for a little bit so I changed back into my suit, got in at one of the safety ladders, and swam with the current into the beach. I'd come to swim in Lake Michigan and I swam in Lake Michigan, damnit. It wasn't the race, but I guess you could say it was my race (a sprint, even! who'd've thunk it of me?)--lemons out of lemonade, sort of.
(and, apparently, I
I'm one of those who travelled from another state and spent $$$ just to get to Chicago in order to do the race. I was pretty disappointed in the cancellation, but I can't see that any alternate location would have really been feasible for me to participate, unless there's some other lake right there in Chicago that somehow isn't on any map. I mean, that's a fine option for people who live in the area, but I'd already spent the maximum I wanted to on this race getting my family and I to Chicago. We had a room in Chicago, not some other nearby city. We had plans for the rest of the weekend to make the trip something my husband and kids could also enjoy. To pick up and travel to some other town would have meant more money, confusion...nope, I don't think it would have worked.
I was pretty sad not to race, but before our discounted parking at Navy Pier ran out the skies looked ok for a little bit so I changed back into my suit, got in at one of the safety ladders, and swam with the current into the beach. I'd come to swim in Lake Michigan and I swam in Lake Michigan, damnit. It wasn't the race, but I guess you could say it was my race (a sprint, even! who'd've thunk it of me?)--lemons out of lemonade, sort of.
(and, apparently, I
