racing

virtual race season, take two. maybe.

Sunday Runday, and on our morning ten kilometer trail run everyone seem to want to talk racing season.

Except there is no racing season.

Twenty-twenty-one is a racing write off.

Or… it would be if it wasn’t for virtual races.

Virtual racing. Oh, those virtual races. And why?

Last year as the pandemic picked up its pace, another one of those little oh-yeah-and-that-too inconveniences was the cancellation of a bunch of running races. I was registered to run at least four big races, including the 2020 Chicago Marathon.

Summer Adventure Run #6

I didn't sign up for this particular virtual race. I mean... I should have. For a hundred bucks everyone got a pair of nice shoes and some sweet sunglasses. And so many people had signed up we opted to run the official course as our sixth Summer Adventure run.

Goldbar Park parking lot was where a dozen of us met to follow the out and back virtual course marked in sidewalk chalk on the asphalt path. Five klicks of slowly rolling hills, at pace, pushing through the dinner I shouldn't have eaten before rushing out the door to drive 30 minutes across town for a fast run.

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Boston, Virtually

Not that I was registered for the Boston Marathon, but as it was announced today that for the first time in it's 124 year history the Boston Marathon has been cancelled and will be run as a virtual race, I'm sitting here pondering what exactly that means for the Chicago Marathon scheduled for a month later. That one I am registered for.

Cancelled or otherwise, I think the biggest gift to runners right now is just certainty.