My last name is McLuckie, and I tend to be a lucky person (knock on wood). My luck took a turn for the worst on April 28 when myself, along with 30,000+ Chicago Marathon lottery entrants, had a stint of very bad luck.
This is what happens on the day you don’t get into the Chicago Marathon:
-Check email 150 times in search of the glorious Chicago Marathon lottery status email that says “Approved”.
-Text family things like, “OMG! I’m so nervous.”
-Read Chicago Marathon’s Facebook page and feel envious of the “I got in!” posts.
-Receive the dreaded Not Selected email at 4:45pm. Start pouting at work, and tell your cube mates that it’s the worst day ever.
-Text your family and friends 100 crying face emojis.
-Leave work hoping that your run will make you feel better. Eat a bug and see a squirrel get hit by a car on this run. (Turns out, squirrels don’t listen to your warning yells.)
-Talk to your running friends that make you feel much better about the situation.
-Decided that you’re still going to participate in summer marathon training with your favorite CARA running group.
-Fall asleep feeling excited to try a new marathon in a new city.
I’m actually looking forward to cheering on all of you lucky runners! Until next year, Chicago.
-Do you guys have any fall marathon recommendations?