“Tower Up!” That was the rallying cry yesterday. About 2,500 of us met at Chicago’s Willis Tower and climbed 103 flights. Some of us used hand-cycles, some used canes or were tethered to other people. We walked, ran, and even crawled up.
At the Willis Tower SkyDeck, after our climb.
The climb was to raise money for the Rehabilitation Institute of Chicago. I got involved when my trainer started organizing a team to participate in the climb. Since I’d just finished the half-marathon and … Read more ...
Pink sands. Turquoise water. Baby blue skies. It’s Bermuda, and man is it perfect.
About a year ago, eight girlfriends began planning this vacation. An escape to paradise with college roommates, sorority sisters and 7th grade pals. We chose Bermuda because it was a place that none of us had visited and as a getaway, it was perfection.
Bermuda is about 640 miles east of North Carolina, or basically a 2 hours flight for much of the East Coast.
We stayed at … Read more ...
Why do I do this to myself? Why do I ever think these things are a good idea or worse yet, fun? What in the hell have I gotten myself into?
I kept asking myself these questions while walking to my first training session for the SkyRise Chicago. A race up the Sears, ahem, Willis Tower. All 103 floors. All 2,109 steps.
I’ve always wanted to do a run up a skyscraper and when my trainer organized a team for SkyRise Chicago, … Read more ...