Make a Run For It
On Sunday morning, Wendi, Sugar, and I will be up at the buttcrack of dawn. Or probably more correctly, we'll still be up and just roll on into Boystown in our hoochie mama outfits to hand out water to parched marathon runners. Whichever.
This will be our second stint as volunteer water girls at the Chicago Marathon. And it's honestly one of my favorite days of the year. God knows I could never run 26 miles. I couldn't run 2.6 miles. Maybe I could run .26 miles. Probably not. But it's awesome to see people who can.
The water station we work is an absolute blast. It's in Boystown, so all the hot gay boys are out in force. It's also a runner favorite every year. Cute gay cheerleaders, singing drag queens, everyone in crazy costumes, blaring music, TV cameras all over ... mos def the place to be.
Me, Wendi and Jenna running hard at last year's marathon
This will be our second stint as volunteer water girls at the Chicago Marathon. And it's honestly one of my favorite days of the year. God knows I could never run 26 miles. I couldn't run 2.6 miles. Maybe I could run .26 miles. Probably not. But it's awesome to see people who can.
The water station we work is an absolute blast. It's in Boystown, so all the hot gay boys are out in force. It's also a runner favorite every year. Cute gay cheerleaders, singing drag queens, everyone in crazy costumes, blaring music, TV cameras all over ... mos def the place to be.
Me, Wendi and Jenna running hard at last year's marathon