So I found a pool! Yay! And it's right by my office, and completely accessible by bike, and it's free! Yay Chicago Park District!

I haven't done it yet, but there is an adult swim from noon until 1:45 p.m. every day during the week. It's totally plausible that I could fit in my swims during that time, as long as it doesn't take me forever to bike to the pool.

In other news, my friends Brenda and Jill last year competed in this crazy race up in Michigan where you run six miles and THEN climb up 281 stairs. They loved it, even though it was insane. So, I've totally agreed to do this with them in September. It sounds fun, I'll get to race with my friends (who will no doubt kick my butt) and perhaps finally develop the sort of back end I've always wanted, perhaps shake what my Mama sorely neglected to give me.

Last night at the gym I was struck by how many people have returned to it. Honest to Pete it was PACKED in there. Granted, it was rush hour, but it was dog-eat-dog in there. I put my towel down on a bench, went to grab my weights, and this big muscle-headed dude sits right down and takes my bench! Isn't a towel on a bench the universal sign for "This Bench Taken" or am I wrong?

Posted by Erin at 01:14 PM | filed under: Training