Forget about a day off school. Forget about Columbus Day sales. When October rolls around in Chicagoland it means that the Chicago Marathon is near. Don’t be fooled – I don’t even like driving 26.2 miles so you won’t find me running the streets of Chicago racking up those miles. What you will find me doing, when family and friends make the marathon a personal goal to check off their bucket list, is turning into a professional spectator. My goal: to cheer my runners on at the 2-mile, 8-mile, 13.5-mile, 17-mile, 22-mile, and 26-mile marks. This is how you do it.
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