The Agony of Victory

"What's that noise outside?" I said to myself as I awoke this morning. Drumming. Yelling. Mayhem.

I looked down below and instantly saw what it was. The Chicago Marathon.

Here's a happy snap of it from my apartment.

Big Congratulations to my friend, Jack, who is running in it. (He is one of Portia's owners). This is his fortieth marathon to run in. Wow. That's truly impressive.

Yesterday, he told me that the first prize was $125,000. I told him, "Well, run really fast!"