I must be from Chicago…

This is me blogging to you from Peurto Vallarta, Mexico!  Jenn and I are here on vacation and it is nice. 

I was able to run on the treadmill yesterday morning.  I only went two miles to try and not push it.  It felt great, so I planned to run 2.5 today.  About a mile into it, my shin started hurting, so I jumped off the treadmill and onto a stationary bike and rode 10 miles.

Hopefully I will be able to work through this and still be okay for the marathon.  Time will tell.

So we went into town today for a bit of shopping.  Let me tell you, the street vendors are pushy.  As we walked by one store, a man was offering Cuban cigars and when we told him “no thanks,” he said, “Ah, you must be from Chicago.”  When I said, “no,” he said, “that is why you are so white, no?”  So I guess by the color of my skin, I must be from Chicago and just never knew it!

View from the balcony

Ah...relaxation