Running Bloggers at the Fleet Feet Pint Night Lincoln Square

The Fleet Feet Pint Night Run was an opportunity for our new Chicago-based blogger running club to hold our first meeting.  I was running late for the run, and worried I might miss it. Luckily, after sprinting 3/4 of a mile from my house to Fleet Feet in muggy humidity, I arrived at the event. I was just a little late. Apparently, I didn't miss anything except a meeting where they were giving out Newtons to test.

After the meeting, I met up with Maggie, Anne and Declan and we headed out the door for the Pint Night fun-run.

Declan enjoying the first mile 

The four of us ran over the Brown Line tracks at Rockwell and at that point Declan thought it would be a great idea to get butt shots:

Maggie kickin' ass across the tracks

Declan's "handy" butt shot

Anne haulin' booty

Unfortunately, since I was the cameraman, there is not a shot of me. Maybe next time! At the run's turnaround, I had a chance to see the reconstruction status of the North Park University Track. It looked like it was well on it's way to having a new surface soon. 

Still working on the track, looks like it is almost finished

Me at the track

At the turnaround - Maggie, Declan and Anne

Same shot at the turnaround Minus Declan Plus Me!

Declan and I cheated and took a short-cut back and made it back Fleet Feet a little earlier than the rest of the group. Back at Fleet Feet the Chicago Running Bloggers regrouped for a group photo.

Amy, Declan, Me, Anne, Maggie. (Source: Maggie)

Then Maggie, Anne, Declan and I went over to the Grafton to enjoy a free can of 312 and then a free beer of our choosing courtesy of Fleeet Feet.

Enjoying our first 312

 Once our waitress arrived at our table, I ordered the most expensive beer on the menu, a $19 beer from Brooklyn, but they were out, so I had to settle for a $18 Decandent Imperial IPA. It was perhaps the most expensive free beer I've ever had!

That's a huge one! TWSS.

We sat around and came up with ideas for our new running club name and cracked bad jokes. People of earth, please get ready for the "Wurst Running Club Ever" to be a force to reckon with in the international running community! Then everyone from the WRCE suddenly left the table, leaving me by myself with my expensive beer. Instead of being social and meeting other runners, I finished my beer got my check and left. In summary, an excellent first meeting was had by all!