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Here are the 3 Big things you need to know this hour—   Number One— The FBI is looking for 3 suspects after a daring daytime robbery in Chicago Friday—of an armored truck—its not clear how much money they got—BUT they are still on the loose—   Number Two— President Trump set the social media on fire with his AI image of himself as pope in a spoof—many screaming about it—but many are the same ones who support abortion—   Number Three— The blatant double standards when it comes to border security are ridiculous

Jack and Jeremy endure hellish Chicago Friday afternoon rush hour traffic to attend the Chicago Sports Spectacular card show in Rosemont, IL. The guys encounter a handful of goofs at the convention, including a dude who exemplifies all that is wrong with baseball card collecting. Jeremy gets a Seinfeld-inspired inscription from Bobby Hebert. And, later, the guys head back to Jack's place to open some boxes of baseball cards and, if you thought Jack was due for a regression with his hits…we have some shocking news on what he pulled from his box of Topps Update…hold onto your seats for this pull, folks!

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In this episode of The Geek in Review podcast, hosts Greg Lambert and Kate Boyd from Sente Advisors (standing in for Marlene Gebauer) sit down with Giles Thompson, Head of Growth, and Jun Choi, Growth Executive at Avvoka, to discuss the company's innovative approach to document automation and the impact of generative AI on the legal industry. Avvoka is a no-code document automation platform that enables legal professionals to streamline the creation and management of complex legal documents and contracts. The company has recently introduced AI-enhanced features such as SmartAutomation (with GenAI) and SmartConsolidation , which aim to simplify the process of building automations. Giles and Jun highlight the differences in knowledge management practices between the US and UK, with the former being more technology-focused and the latter being more human-centric. Avvoka's platform caters to both law firms and in-house legal teams, with clients ranging from Warner Brothers Discovery and McDonald's to booking.com. The company also hosts a vendor-agnostic community event series called "Logically Drafted," which bring together legal professionals interested in document automation to share their experiences and insights. These events have gained traction globally, with upcoming sessions planned for Houston (Tuesday 18 June) and Chicago (Friday 21 June), and other cities. Looking ahead, Avvoka is focusing on integrating generative AI technologies into its platform while ensuring data security and client control. The company is collaborating with clients to provide flexibility in terms of hosting and integrating large language models, allowing them to maintain control over their data and manage risks associated with these emerging technologies. Giles and Jun emphasize the importance of being realistic about the capabilities and limitations of generative AI in the legal industry. They believe that document automation will continue to play a crucial role, with AI serving as an enhancement rather than a replacement for existing tools and processes. The key challenge for vendors like Avvoka will be to navigate the hype surrounding generative AI while delivering practical, value-driven solutions to their clients.   Listen on mobile platforms:  ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Apple Podcasts⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ |  ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Spotify⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ | ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠YouTube⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠   Contact Us: Twitter: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠@gebauerm⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠, or ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠@glambert⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Email: geekinreviewpodcast@gmail.comMusic: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Jerry David DeCicca⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ Transcript  

Here begins a series of SCPT episodes that will absolutely get to the deep dark depths of strategy you've been waiting for. The show really begins here, everything else has just been a precursor. He who controls the direct hit, controls the universe!    Please go to Hunter's comedy shows! Chicago Friday, June 21st 7:30 PM at the Lincoln Lounge https://www.eventbrite.com/e/hard-man-soft-boy-live-in-chicago-tickets-892583329767?aff=oddtdtcreator   Minneapolis Saturday, June 22nd 6PM at Bryant Lake Bowl https://www.bryantlakebowl.com/theater/hard-man-soft-boy   Music provided by Ben Prunty. Find more at benpruntymusic.com or benprunty.bandcamp.com Additional Music and Sounds by Brian Kupillas. https://wanderinglake.bandcamp.com/   To learn more about our Discord, Patreon, Merch, and more, visit https://spacecatspeaceturtles.com/    

TOPICS: Politics concerning Israel: is this the end? Can you argue someone into the Faith? Leaving the Ministry over Church Conflict Dreading Retirement?   RINGSIDE COMMUNITY COLLEGE, CHICAGO Friday, April 26th, 2024 at 6:30pm SIGN UP: https://m.signupgenius.com/#!/showRSVPSignUp/10C0C48A5AB2AA1FFC16-48542624-surviving   Thank you:  1517.org  thejaggedword.com Grace Lutheran Ventura St. James Lutheran, Chicago   Monthly Sponsors: Frankie Meadows and Blayne Watts   YOU CAN BE A RINGSIDE SPONSOR:  https://www.paypal.com/donate/?hosted_button_id=TZBU7UQQAWEVN   Music: Joel Allen Hess - More on bandcamp Dead Horse One - “I love my man”   Other: Mere Christianity, CS Lewis Bondage of the Will, Martin Luther More Pastors Are Leaving Ministry Over Church Conflict, christianitytoday.com

TOPICS: 1. The REAL Easter… play the game 2. “Did the Resurrection happen” problem 3. Toughest Moments as a Pastor 4. Letters to a Son on thejaggedword.com   RINGSIDE COMMUNITY COLLEGE, CHICAGO Friday, April 26th, 2024 at 6:30pm SIGN UP: https://m.signupgenius.com/#!/showRSVPSignUp/10C0C48A5AB2AA1FFC16-48542624-surviving   Thank you:  1517.org  thejaggedword.com Grace Lutheran Ventura St. James Lutheran, Chicago   Monthly Sponsors: Frankie Meadows and Blayne Watts   YOU CAN BE A RINGSIDE SPONSOR:  https://www.paypal.com/donate/?hosted_button_id=TZBU7UQQAWEVN   Music: Joel Allen Hess - More on bandcamp Dead Horse One - “I love my man”   Other: Easter Dawn, Malcom Guite Letters to a Son on thejaggedword.com

TOPICS: Teaching Self-Sufficiency in Haiti Attractive Voodoo Superstition and Gangs  Anonymous posting on Facebook?   HELP in HAITI (under Haiti Pastors)  https://firmlyrooted.churchcenter.com/giving   RINGSIDE COMMUNITY COLLEGE, CHICAGO Friday, April 26th, 2024 at 6:30pm SIGN UP: https://m.signupgenius.com/#!/showRSVPSignUp/10C0C48A5AB2AA1FFC16-48542624-surviving   Thank you:  1517.org  thejaggedword.com Grace Lutheran Ventura St. James Lutheran, Chicago   Monthly Sponsors: Frankie Meadows and Blayne Watts   YOU CAN BE A RINGSIDE SPONSOR:  https://www.paypal.com/donate/?hosted_button_id=TZBU7UQQAWEVN     Music: Joel Allen Hess - More on bandcamp Dead Horse One - “I love my man”

TOPICS: 1. What do you say about Hell? 2. Good Friday and Fault of the Jews 3. When should a Pastor fight? 4. Eve as a Christ Figure     RINGSIDE COMMUNITY COLLEGE, CHICAGO Friday, April 26th: Save the Date!   Thank you:  1517.org  thejaggedword.com Grace Lutheran Ventura St. James Lutheran, Chicago   Monthly Sponsors: Frankie Meadows, Blayne Watts, ITO Radio America   YOU CAN BE A RINGSIDE SPONSOR:  https://www.paypal.com/donate/?hosted_button_id=TZBU7UQQAWEVN     Music: Joel Allen Hess - More on bandcamp Dead Horse One - “I love my man”

TOPICS: Hobbies and Living Off the Land Corporate Repentance Saved by Circumcision Blood in the OT: seeing Jesus everywhere   GUEST: Rev. Dr. Jeff Pulse   RINGSIDE COMMUNITY COLLEGE, CHICAGO Friday, April 26th: Save the Date!   Thank you:  1517.org  thejaggedword.com Grace Lutheran Ventura St. James Lutheran, Chicago   Monthly Sponsors: Frankie Meadows, Blayne Watts, ITO Radio America   YOU CAN BE A RINGSIDE SPONSOR:  https://www.paypal.com/donate/?hosted_button_id=TZBU7UQQAWEVN     Music: Joel Allen Hess - More on bandcamp Dead Horse One - “I love my man”   Other Stuff: Shop Class as Soul Craft, Matthew Crawford Why we Drive, Matthew Crawford

TOPICS: What does a Baptismal sponsor actually do? Why communion every Sunday… Am I actually forgiven if I have to take communion every week?   RINGSIDE COMMUNITY COLLEGE, CHICAGO Friday, April 26th: Save the Date!   Thank you:  1517.org  thejaggedword.com Grace Lutheran Ventura St. James Lutheran, Chicago   Monthly Sponsors: Frankie Meadows, Blayne Watts, ITO Radio America   YOU CAN BE A RINGSIDE SPONSOR:  https://www.paypal.com/donate/?hosted_button_id=TZBU7UQQAWEVN     Music: Joel Allen Hess - More on bandcamp Dead Horse One - “I love my man”

Bishop reviews some of the topics Chicago Mayor Brandon Johnson discussed during an appearance at the Economic Club of Chicago Friday. --- Support this podcast: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/bishoponair/support

Bishop reviews some of the topics Chicago Mayor Brandon Johnson discussed during an appearance at the Economic Club of Chicago Friday. --- Support this podcast: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/bishoponair/support

Regulators with the Illinois Gaming Board are expected to inspect Bally's temporary casino at Medinah temple today and run practice gaming sessions this week. If all goes according to plan, the doors of Chicago's first-ever casino could open this month. Lead Producer Simone Alicea and host Jacoby Cochran discuss the casino's political timeline and ask just how excited are Chicagoans to gamble in River North? Plus, ahead of the Bears' home opener against the Packers this Sunday, we want to know, what are the Best Chicago Rivalries?  See Jacoby with Monica Eng and David Hammond at The Taste of Chicago Friday and Saturday at 4pm. Printers Row Lit Fest is in The Loop Saturday & Sunday. Want some more City Cast Chicago news? Then make sure to sign up for our Hey Chicago newsletter.  Follow us @citycastchicago You can also text us or leave a voicemail at: 773 780-0246 Interested in advertising with City Cast? Find more info HERE  Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Get Your Pre Sale Tickets Today for  Lonnie Bee's  Hilariously Motivated Show  Hilariously Motivated Tickets are On Sale for The following Cities: Charlotte, North Carolina - Sunday, August 20, 2023  Philly - Friday, October 13, 2023  Chicago - Friday, November 10, 2023  Washington DC - Saturday, November 18, 2023  Baltimore - Friday, November 25, 2023 St Louis - November 26, 2023 www.Lonniebeeyourjudy.com 

Get Your Pre Sale Tickets Today for  Lonnie Bee's  Hilariously Motivated Show  Hilariously Motivated Tickets are On Sale for The following Cities: Charlotte, North Carolina - Sunday, August 20, 2023  Philly - Friday, October 13, 2023  Chicago - Friday, November 10, 2023  Washington DC - Saturday, November 18, 2023  St Louis - November 26, 2023

Topics: A Good Smoke After Eater What does the Resurrection Solve Today? Cremation and our Resurrection   RINGSIDE COMMUNITY COLLEGE in CHICAGO Friday, April 28th 6:30 - 9pm SIGN UP: https://www.signupgenius.com/go/10C0C48A5AB2AA1FFC16-whats1   Guest: Rev. James Hopkins First Lutheran Lutheran Church, Boston   Thank you:  1517.org  thejaggedword.com Grace Lutheran Ventura St. James Lutheran, Chicago     YOU CAN BE A RINGSIDE SPONSOR:  https://www.paypal.com/donate/?hosted_button_id=TZBU7UQQAWEVN   Monthly Sponsors: Frances Meadows, Eddie Switek, Blayne Watts, ITO Radio America   Music: The Pogues, “If I Should Fall From Grace With God” Dead Horse One  “I love my man”   Other Stuff: the Cambridge ladies who live in furnished souls, E E Cummings If I Should Fall From Grace With God, The Pogues

Topics: Belief in the Resurrection. Why is Jesus weeping? Gossiping about the sacrament Sterilized church - Worship is War Wanting vengeance, not forgiveness     RINGSIDE COMMUNITY COLLEGE in CHICAGO Friday, April 28 6:30 - 9pm SIGN UP: https://www.signupgenius.com/go/10C0C48A5AB2AA1FFC16-whats1     Thank you:  1517.org  thejaggedword.com Grace Lutheran Ventura St. James Lutheran, Chicago     YOU CAN BE A RINGSIDE SPONSOR:  https://www.paypal.com/donate/?hosted_button_id=TZBU7UQQAWEVN   Monthly Sponsors: Frances Meadows, Eddie Switek, Blayne Watts, ITO Radio America   Music: Joel Allen Hess - "Its hard to be lonesome" More on bandcamp Dead Horse One - “I love my man”   Other Stuff: Easter, Edmund Spenser Stephen to Lazarus, C.S. Lewis

Topics: Favorite Brews? Beer is a Gift from God Path to becoming a Head Brewer What good/bad beer tastes like…     Guest: Andrew Ortega Head Brewer at Uncle Bear's Brewery   RINGSIDE COMMUNITY COLLEGE in CHICAGO Friday, April 28, 6:30 - 9pm SIGN UP: https://www.signupgenius.com/go/10C0C48A5AB2AA1FFC16-whats1       Thank you:  1517.org  thejaggedword.com Grace Lutheran Ventura St. James Lutheran, Chicago     YOU CAN BE A RINGSIDE SPONSOR:  https://www.paypal.com/donate/?hosted_button_id=TZBU7UQQAWEVN   Monthly Sponsors: Frances Meadows, Eddie Switek, Blayne Watts, ITO Radio America   Music: Joel Allen Hess - "Long Road" More on bandcamp Dead Horse One - “I love my man”   Other Stuff: Luther's quote concerning beer and the Gospel, Invocavite Sermons of 1522 Strong Beer Festival Arizona Society of Homebrewers The Perch Brewery, Chandler Uncle Bear's Brewery CBC (Craft Brewer's Conference)

Topics: Troubling Trends in the Foundations of our Society Sarcastic Jesus     RINGSIDE COMMUNITY COLLEGE in Chicago Friday, April 28 “What's Wrong with Christianity” SIGN UP: https://www.signupgenius.com/go/10C0C48A5AB2AA1FFC16-whats1     Thank you:  1517.org  thejaggedword.com Grace Lutheran Ventura St. James Lutheran, Chicago     Sponsors:  Frances Meadows, Eddie Switek, Blayne Watts, ITO Radio America   YOU CAN BE A RINGSIDE SPONSOR:  https://www.paypal.com/donate/?hosted_button_id=TZBU7UQQAWEVN   Music: Joel Allen Hess - "no heroes" More on bandcamp Dead Horse One - “I love my man”       Other Stuff: The Donkey, G.K. Chesterton WSJ/NORC Poll March 2023

Topics: Does the great commission apply to women? What things are reserved for clergy only? Reviving private confession and absolution.     RINGSIDE COMMUNITY COLLEGE in Chicago Friday, April 28 “What's Wrong with Christianity” SIGN UP: https://www.signupgenius.com/go/10C0C48A5AB2AA1FFC16-whats1     Thank you:  1517.org  thejaggedword.com Grace Lutheran Ventura St. James Lutheran, Chicago     Sponsors:  Chuck Daenzer, Frances Meadows, Eddie Switek, Blayne Watts, ITO Radio America   YOU CAN BE A RINGSIDE SPONSOR:  https://www.paypal.com/donate/?hosted_button_id=TZBU7UQQAWEVN   Music: Joel Allen Hess - "this is our goodbye" More on bandcamp Dead Horse One - “I love my man”       Other Stuff: Palm Sunday, Malcolm Guite Rick Warren: The Great Commission's ‘Go and Teach' Applies to Women, christianitytoday.com Service of Confession Absolution (Lutheran Service Book)

This week we're joined by certified Chicago Improv Perverts Mike Geraghty, Linda Orr, and Steve Plock who go by Dumb John. We chat'n'prov about bar etiquette, celeb sitings, and USO clowns. You can see Dumb John live at The iO Theater in Chicago Friday nights for the rest of March! Get your tickets here.Check out Recovery BroPerformers:Mike Geraghty (@MiggityMikeG)Linda Orr (@iriscutter)Steve Plock (@kcolpevets)Tim Lyons (@TimLyons)Dan White (@atdanwhite)Support the pod! Join our Patreon for an extended version of this episode, weekly bonus episodes, and additional premium content. www.Patreon.com/improvisdead

Topics: What is a real revival? Enthusiasm vs. Boring Cross Roads with Satan Who are the wives of Cain and Abel? Aliens and the Faith - a desperate seeking for meaning   RINGSIDE COMMUNITY COLLEGE in Chicago Friday, April 28 “What's Wrong with Christianity” SIGN UP: https://www.signupgenius.com/go/10C0C48A5AB2AA1FFC16-whats1   Thank you:  1517.org  thejaggedword.com Grace Lutheran Ventura St. James Lutheran, Chicago   NEW Sponsor!: Chuck Daenzer THANK YOU: Frances Meadows, Eddie Switek, Blayne Watts, ITO Radio America   YOU CAN BE A RINGSIDE SPONSOR:  https://www.paypal.com/donate/?hosted_button_id=TZBU7UQQAWEVN   Music: Joel Allen Hess - "no heroes" More on bandcamp Dead Horse One - “I love my man”   Other Stuff: Cross Road Blues, Robert Johnson Ringside Podcast at Best Practices Asbury Revival Smalcald Articles III, VIII, Of Confession (enthusiasm) The real Cross Road: Clarksdale, MS Between God and Satan, Helmut Thielicke  Joe Rogan: (there are many restarts to the world)

After finishing up the regular season with two straight wins, Purdue is on to the Big Ten Tournament, then the NCAA. The Boilermakers held on to beat Illinois Sunday, winning in the last minute after leading by two-dozen in the second half. Now, it's either Rutgers or Michigan in Chicago Friday. That's ahead on Gold and Black Radio.

The Wild are on a four-game winning streak after beating Chicago Friday night.  Can they keep it going?  Star Tribune reporter Sarah McClellan discusses the team's turnaround after a disappointing start to that last Canadian road trip.

President Joe Biden said he is optimistic about the Democratic Party's chances in the midterm elections. "Folks, I'm not buying the notion that we're in trouble," Biden told the crowd at a party fundraiser in Chicago Friday night. "I really mean it. ... I think we're going to keep the House and we're going to keep the Senate."

President Joe Biden said he is optimistic about the Democratic Party’s chances in the midterm elections. “Folks, I’m not buying the notion that we’re in trouble,” Biden told the crowd at a party fundraiser in Chicago Friday night. “I really mean it. … I think we’re going to keep the House and we’re going to […]

Charlotte shot past Chicago Friday to insure the franchise's first winning season since 2016. Sam Farber and Diana Biffl break down the win and look ahead to fan appreciation night Sunday, and all the possible play in tournament scenarios that could unfold.

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Jonathan Hood is on the road and gives his thoughts on Smackdown from Allstate Arena in Rosemont, IL. twitter.com/wrestlingtwt instagram.com/wrestlingtwt YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VIplzWbo4x4&ab_channel=TuesdayWrestlingTuesdaywithJonathanHood

Put down your goat entrails, tea cups, and tarot cards. Let us forecast your future, interpret your past, and predict your mood! Topics: How should a pastor consider a call? Toxic people: forgive and forget? Teaching the Faith to Christians: The Catechisms   Thank you:  1517.org proud member of the 1517 Podcast Network and Concordia Seminary, St. Louis and thejaggedword.com   Music: Willing Virginia -I hold my breath on Spotify, iTunes, SoundCloud Dead Horse One - I love my man   Other stuff: A Drinking Song, WB Yeats Enthusiasm in the Holy Ministry, Paul Koch, thejaggedword.com Light up your toilet! Teaching God's Children his Teaching, Dr. Robert Kolb Book fo Concord, Tappert Book of Concord, Kolb/Wengert Mere Christianity, CS Lewis Spirituality of the Cross, Gene Veith Community College, Chicago: Friday, October 22

CM PUNK IS BACK!!!! Join Mike Mercado as we watch the return of CM Punk to pro wrestling at AEW Rampage in Chicago Friday night. "What a Moment", join us as we live it together. Links: https://itunes.apple.com/us/podcast/mercado-airwaves/id1197066772?mt=2 https://open.spotify.com/show/6drV95Mt4foLzeQp90J7A1?si=0WdNH4XxT0aHtvTWBRaLTA https://podcasts.google.com/feed/aHR0cHM6Ly9mZWVkLnBvZGJlYW4uY29tL21lcmNhZG9haXJ3YXZlcy9mZWVkLnhtbA?sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwio1LKu64fsAhXFa80KHfMJBLYQ4aUDegQIARAC&hl=en https://music.amazon.com/podcasts/231d98a7-cdaa-4d69-a62a-2c15e443bf94/Mercado-Airwaves https://www.stitcher.com/podcast/mercado-airwaves https://mercadoairwaves.podbean.com/ https://soundcloud.com/user-530853141 https://tunein.com/podcasts/Media--Entertainment-Podcasts/Mercado-Airwaves-p1187820/ https://gonemissingpodcast.podbean.com/ https://www.youtube.com/user/mikemercado2333 ROKU CHANNEL- THE REWIND SPORTS :60 https://www.patreon.com/MercadoAirwaves https://mercadoairwaves.myteespring.co/

Hop in the minivan to catch the early service or have a post-wedding Bloody Mary with Tyler's Mom? Stay tuned. Topics: Take a break from church? Holy Hymnody: Is there a holy style of music… Ephesians 5:21 Submission Ross called to be a Navy Chaplain      Thank you:  1517.org proud member of the 1517 Podcast Network and Concordia Seminary, St. Louis and thejaggedword.com   Music: Willing Virginia - take, on Spotify, iTunes, SoundCloud Dead Horse One - I love my man   Other stuff: How Lutheran Hymns Lost their Monopoly in the Missouri Synod, Paul Raabe concordiatheology.org Tyler the Intern is Getting Married, GO FUND ME Community College, Chicago: Friday, October 22

The weather topics in this podcast include Chicago's first encounter with 80° in 6 months (forecasted), the record warmth in Rapid city, the current winter storm warning for Rapid city. The snow/warmth for Scottsbluff Nebraska, severe thunderstorms in Minneapolis, strong thunderstorms in Duluth Minnesota, strong thunderstorms in North Platte Nebraska, a brief mention of possible 90° heat in North Platte, possible 100° heat in Yuma Arizona, possible 99•+ heat for Tirat Tzvi Israel, brief mention of record snow in Alaska, brief mention of the cold pouring into Europe that is making weather headlines, a brief mention of the volcano in Iceland which as of today has reached a new level of intensity, the slow moving storm system over the Midwest, the storm system off the East Coast which will likely cut the warmth short for many, the 3 storm systems effecting Chicago the next 7 days and all will be producing precipitation. There are other topics discussed in this podcast as well including the forecasting of thundrsnow for some areas along with the "bud bursting" warmth headed for Chicago. There are other topics discussed as well...This podcast has the following Hebrew (ish) words "shita"(opinion), "shitas" (opinions), Tzeis Hacochavim" (The time in the evening when 3 medium stars are visible when away from all city light), "shkia" (sunset), "chidush" (novelty)(shocking, a real shocker), "Hashem" (The One creater of heaven and earth and...), "Shabbos" (the Sabbath) and "madreiga" (level). There is also a tiny bit of Hebrew in some of the background music. In regards to that, you will understand the podcast BETTER if you don't know the translation. The tiny bit of Hebrew in the background sound effects are a distraction from the podcast with the exception of "Hashem" (as translated above, there is also more of a translation within the song that is being played).This podcast also mentions Tom Skilling (as do many of my podcasts). He is chief Meteorologist for Wgn station in Chicago Illinois. He started his career at the young age of 14 years old without any degrees 50+ years ago (that's what I read). He is very knowledgeable in many areas including climate and a top expert on weather forecasting. He is also an excellent explainer of weather and has an enormous amount of experience when dealing with Chicago weather (he's also a nice person). The Chicago Tribune has an amazing weather section and he is at the very least a very significant part of this. I like him a lot and sometimes jokingly refer to him as "Rabeinu (our teacher) Tom" (an extremely great spiritual leader and awesome commentary on the Talmud) (lehavdil: speration. Note: It is customary for Orthodox Jews to say "lehavdil" when comparing "apples to oranges" especially when the comparisons being made are going from spiritual purity to other things) Interestingly enough the opinion of Rabeinu Tom (the real one, not Mr. Skiling) perhaps should have been mentioned in this podcast in regards to what his opinion is in regards to sunset.This podcast has a couple of slips with my words. I think from the context it can be figured out what I'm saying. At one point I said the word "depends" when it should have been "determined". In addition in regards to the storm system developing in Kansas on Tuesday, I said that it's possible it's the same storm as the one which developed in Idaho on Monday (I just didn't/don't know). This means that the storm would develop in Idaho and then move to Kansas (and strengthen) and then move Northeast through the Midwest. On this podcast I made it sound like the storm would first develop in Kansas and then move to Nebraska. Also, in the very begining I said the word "stuff" after the word "amazing" but I meant to say "things".Also, I mention 3 storm systems which would affect the Midwest in the next 7 days, but I didn't specify which 3 storms they were, but I did speak about a storm system on the east coast, a storm system in Idaho and one in Kansas. These are not the storms that will be affecting the Chicago area. Only the one from Kansas will be affecting Chicago. The 2 additional systems affecting Chicago were not mentioned by place, only by time. This means the 2nd system will affect Chicago Friday night/Saturday and the 3rd early next week. The first system will affect Chicago Wednesday and Wednesday night with an emphasis on Wednesday night.

Episode 144 *NBA Kendrick Perkins said that he did not agree with kyrie Irving on his views of not playing in the NBA bubble! Kevin Durant responds by calling Perk a sellout! -Was Kendrick Perkins wrong for speaking out against Kyrie?? -Burning Question Why when we as black people disagree with one another we are considered sellouts? Thoughts? - The NBA has released rules that they want the players to follow while they Re in the bubble! No high fives, fist bumps, clearing your nose or throat on The court don't clean the ball with your jersey! Is this possible in today's NBA? - LA Lakers owner Jeanie received racist hate mail recently telling her to" go to hell with Kobe bryant". She posted the letter on her IG and LeBron James shared it and messaged I love you Jeanie! On his page *DJ JOJ Mini Mix *Punchlines *DJ JOJ Mini mix *The rap report -Rapper trey savage, Chief Jeef was killed on the Southside of Chicago Friday night, while driving -rapper 2 chains is being sued by Pablo Escobar family company for 10 mill over restaurant name! -Rapper Hurricane Chris was charged with second degree murder in Louisiana Friday. -Ice Cube says he won't fly American airlines until they "fix their attitude" this was in light of a recent accusations of racism by the airline *What happened to that boy? *Swish it or dish it J. Cole- snow on tha bluff Public enemy- state of the union, STFU Young Chris, Wale- yellow flag Conway- Front lines *The Good word

Has medicine changed women or will women change medicine? Join Candace Bellamy, a doctor and  filmmaker,  as  women across different ages, ethnicities, and lifestyles share their experiences in medicine. This week, Candace is joined by Dr. Shikha Jain, Medical Oncologist, Researcher, Co Founder of the Women in Medicine Summit on Gender Equity and Gender Parity and Director of Media at Rush Cancer Center. Dr. Jain discusses what led her to become a Medical Oncologist, how she became involved in the discussions on gender equity and gender parity, which led to Co Founding the Women in Medicine Summit. The Summit will be held in Chicago Friday, September 20, 2019- Saturday, September 21, 2019. You can find out more information about the Summit at: https://www.womeninmedicinesummit.org   You can contact Dr. Shikha Jain through her website and Twitter. https://shikhajainmd.com @ShikhaJainMD   Be sure to subscribe!

Conor Lastowka vs. Natalie Miller & Tim Bridge vs. Tracy Dolan Recorded live at Vermont Comedy Club in Burlington, Vermont! Music by Yung Zucchini. Check out our next shows: Chicago: Friday, May 3, 2019 at North Bar, 8pm Vermont: Sunday, May 5, 2019 at Vermont Comedy Club, 7pm

Carl Sonnefeld vs. Joe Gingras & Bryan Parmelee vs. Ash Diggs Recorded live at Vermont Comedy Club in Burlington, Vermont! Music by Yung Zucchini. Check out our next shows: Chicago: Friday, May 3, 2019 at North Bar, 8pm Vermont: Sunday, May 5, 2019 at Vermont Comedy Club, 7pm

Boston 2019 All in – my  21st Boston Marathon (Audio: link) audio:http://www.RunRunLive.com/PodcastEpisodes/Boston2019.mp3] Link MarathonBQ – How to Qualify for the Boston Marathon in 14 Weeks - … I didn't sleep great the night before.  Part of it was the driving rain and the thunder and lightning that shook the house.  Part of it was my ruminating brain.  You might think that having such a great training cycle would allow me to rest easy. But, no, it somehow raised the stakes.  My trusty subconscious was chattering away.  What if after all this work I managed to screw up the race? What if the weather was bad?  Of course I tied to let my big brain take over and talk myself down from the window ledge.  I am grateful to be here. Yeah.  I am happy to still be doing this 20+ years in?  Yeah.  I am blessed?  Yeah.  Blah, blah, blah… After 20 years you'd think I'd be able to rationalize.  Repetition doesn't lower the stakes.  This is the Boston Marathon.  It matters to me.  I put in the work.  I qualify.  It matters.  It matters to me. … I rolled out of bed reasonably refreshed and put on my throw-away clothes.  With the lingering rain I didn't want to wear my race stuff, especially my shoes.  Stay dry as long as possible.  I had time to take a nice shower and have a bit of breakfast.  A normal day at the Russell house.  My wife dropped me off at the local Starbucks where I caught a ride with some of the folks from my running club out to Hopkinton.  Without incident I hopped the spectator bus to downtown Hopkinton and made my way over to the senior center to join Eric and the St. Louis runners.  My second year of avoiding Athletes' Village. Call me soft, but warm and dry with a bathroom beats ankle deep mud and a 45 minute porta-john line.  I stretched and rubbed and pre-gamed.  Got my race gear on and lubed up really well.  With the humidity and warmer temps I figured chaffing might be an issue.  I ran in my old Hoka Cliftons, split shorts and a race singlet.  Nothing fancy.  I wore the Boston Strong hat I had bought at the expo.  I felt like that was an appropriate message for my training cycle and my race plan.  Like Coach said in his pep talk to me;  it didn't matter if it was 100 degrees or if there were 80 mile an hour winds.  I was not going to waste this training cycle.  No matter what happened I was committed.  I wasn't giving myself any option to give up or to ease off.  No matter what I was all in.  I would control the only thing any of us really controls; my commitment to fight – to be strong.  We watched the early waves start on TV.  We saw the wheelchair finish, which seemed a bit strange to see people finish a race you are an hour away from starting.  In the room were several faster, red-bib, wave 2 runners.  That seemed to be the demographic in general.  Lots of fit, young, fast runners in Nike Vapor Fly's and a handful of us old war horses.  Eric and I were in the same wave and corral.  3/3, which put us up the hill not far from the start line. Without hurry we made our way over when the time was right. … It's an electric time.  Walking to the start of the Boston marathon.  If you could somehow drop an emotional energy meter into the center of Hopkinton Massachusetts it would be bouncing off the rails and maxing out.  Thousands of qualified athletes stepping into the culmination of their training cycles.  Each one a story of dedication and perseverance and, right now, in this very moment, at their emotional peak.  This is it.  The big test.  The qualification effort is well in the past.  The months of training and sacrifice all leading in an inevitable emotional march to this day and this moment.  The atmosphere buzzes like an electric field.  Eric and I made our way out of the senior center in the misty, post-rain, cool, overcast morning.  The sun was struggling to break through the remnants of the storms that had passed.  We walked the short trek to Main Street and the bottom of the hill where the first half of the corrals take a turn back towards athletes' village. As we cleared security to access the melee of runners trying to find corrals I ran straight into Alett.  This is one of the alternate universe characteristics of Boston.  If you are trying to meet people on purpose, you can't find them.  But, you randomly run into people you know, for no predictable or probable reason in the crowd of 30,000 athletes.  I gave her a hug.  We had a few words.  Eric and I continued our hike up the hill towards the start line to find our apportioned 3rd corral.  Corral 3 is close to the actual start line.  We got to the opening just before our wave start time and ended up in the back of the corral just as they pulled the ropes and the corral 4 runners flooded in to fill the gap.  And like that we were off again, bounding down the steep hill out of Hopkinton, heading towards another date with destiny.  … I went into my training cycle angry.  It was mid-October and I had just jogged off the course at Baystate after one lap.  I thought I would have the legs after that big training cycle volume over the summer training for the Burning River 100 mile ultra.  But, I could not hold the pace at Baystate and gave up.  There wasn't a lot of urgency in that race.  I was already qualified.  I could run another if I wanted to.  I let my big brain rationalize me off the course.  Ultra-training was all about multi-hour runs in the trails.  Great for fitness, great for peace of mind, but not great for racing marathons.  While putting in those 90+ mile long training weeks I didn't pay much attention to nutrition or flexibility.  I paid no attention to speed and tempo work.  Coming into the late summer I was tipping the scales in the mid-180's.  That's not obese for me, but it is some extra weight.  I have discovered that as I age, I'm losing body mass in general so my old race weights aren't something I can compare against.  Instead I look at body fat % as a decent proxy for excess.  Late summer I was up in the 12-13% body fat.  The extra weight doesn't matter when you're ambling around in the woods, in fact it's probably an advantage, but it sucks to carry when you're trying to run fast circles on a track or hard charges up a hill.  Trying to tune up for that race in the fall I noticed that I really struggled with speed and tempo.  My legs weren't cooperating.  My turnover was pathetic, and I had no pop.  That's when I got a bit angry.  I knew I had work to do.  Talking with Coach, after the race, he convinced me to not try to race again and to focus on Boston, still 5 months in the future.  I committed, to get lean, to get healthy and to go into my 2019 Boston training cycle with a higher level of commitment.  To see what I could do.  Running a qualifying time has never been easy for me. I'm not that naturally talented athlete who glides by the standards.  I struggle and work to barely scrape by.  The BAA has helpfully lowered the standard by 10 minutes over the last few years and that struggle to scrape by is even more scrapier.  I need to meet the same standard today as I did two age groups ago.  And so it began…I worked my diet and worked my plan through the holidays.  Dropping those first 10 pounds and working daily on my tight hamstrings and quads.  I came into this training cycle lean and fit.  By the end of this cycle I was hovering around 170 pounds and 9% body fat.  I was getting good sleep and I was healthy.  Bringing this health into my training cycle enabled me to hit paces I haven't seen in 10 years. It enabled me to attack workouts that I would have walked away from in previous cycles.  I had the quality, if not the volume, I needed to do well.  Like I said.  I'm quite proud of this training cycle.  I feel like it was a major lifestyle change for me.  I'm also cognizant of the fact that I'm not a 20-year-old (or a 30-year-old…or a 40-year-old) anymore and this kind of intensity may not be the best choice for longevity in this sport.  … I was dead set on sticking to my plan.  I was not going to go out too fast.  I was going to stick to 8 minute miles or slower.  My strategy was to make it through the hills with enough juice left to close the race. Maybe it was because we started at the back of the corral, but it seemed very crowded in the beginning.  We crossed the first mile mark at somewhere around an 8:24 pace, successfully resisting the pull of the hills.  Again, from the random encounter files, Frank, one of my training partners tapped me on the shoulder and congratulated me for not going out too fast.  I was glad to see him, but I turned around and he was gone, running his own race.  I say ‘somewhere around an 8:24 pace' because my Garmin was off the mile marks from the start and got worse as the race progressed.  I ended up off my 3 tenths of a mile.  Which is a lot.  It's close to 3 minutes discrepancy at the finish.  The next few miles brought our average down to right around 8:03 official at the first 5Kmark.  Which was right where I wanted to be.  We were running smart.  According to the official BAA timers we were right on our target splits. At 5K and at 10K. My legs didn't feel great.  There have been times at Boston that early in the race I can feel that ‘pop' in my legs.  This wasn't one of those.  I knew it was going to be a work day, but I was committed to the work.  I wasn't going to waste this training.  No matter what I was going to work my plan – all the way.  The race felt very crowded this year, especially in the water stops.  People were bumping and pushing and getting knocked off pace in those early tables.   Eric started grumbling about it ‘not being his day' but I pushed back and said all we have to do is hold this pace and get to the top of that hill.  Hold this pace and make it to the top of Heartbreak.  That's the plan and I was working my plan – come hell or high water – all in.  We were taking water at every aid station because it was a bit warmer than it should have been and we wanted to stay ahead of it.  I got a couple endurolytes down at around the 10K point.  It was still overcast and wasn't uncomfortable.  I had a couple gels with me that I had tried to pin to the waistline of my shorts.  I had no ither way to carry them, except in my hands.  I was going to tuck them inside my shorts but that didn't feel right so I let them hang outside and flop around.  At one point I had a guy say “You're going to lose those gels” and one did break free, but I got the other one through the first hour and choked it down.  With the warmer weather I was a bit concerned about my gut.  I knew I had to stay on top of the water and fuel but by doing so also risked nausea from too much.  Again, when you're racing at your threshold pace your body doesn't like to digest stuff too.  Some where before the 10-mile mark I turned around and Eric was gone.  Off to run his own race.  Now I had to pace myself and execute my plan.  Through the half I was right on pace, with even a couple faster miles.  According to my watch I was a bit faster than the race splits and that difference would end up being significant.  My watch splits were probably 5 seconds a mile off my race clock splits.  We pulled through Wellesley and the scream tunnel.  I stayed to the middle of the road to not get tangled up.  I remember seeing some young men mixed in with the Coeds and hoping this wasn't a trend.  I was pacing a couple guys around my age who looked like they were on the same mission.  But, one of them had this annoying habit of going much faster on the downhills and I moved on.  Somewhere around Wellesley the clouds cleared and the full sun came out.  Not terribly warm, but full sun, calm and around 70.  … The weather was a big story this year at Boston as it usually is.  It wasn't a major issue, but it was a big story.  A week out it was forecast to be raging thunderstorms, rain and wind like we had last year.  The race officials moved up the wave 4 start to get people out of athletes' village and onto the course a bit sooner.  As the race got closer the forecast changed to 60's, rain and significant tailwind.  This forecast held right up to the race.  The only thing that changed as the days clicked by was that the temperatures were predicted to creep up to close to 70.  Still, drizzly with a stiff tail wind sounded pretty good to me.  The dynamic was, as it usually is, that Boston is the last stop for any storm train that rolls across the country.  Typically, these come through in waves, or fronts.  When you look at a weather forecast for New England it really depends on where these storm fronts are, how fast they are moving and what's on either side.  That's why this year was so squirrely.  We had two energetic systems sweeping across the country and as good as our weather technology is it's a guess as to when the fronts show up and when they leave.  The first traveler was a warm front with tropical downpours.  Then on the heels of that one was a cold front with another line of rain and high winds.  This is all in the same 24 hour period.  Depending on a couple hours or a shift in the storm path you could get rain, wind, warm, cold or sunny skies and/or calm.  That's why you'll hear people say they got all 4 seasons during the race this year.  That's why, even the night before, we didn't know what we were getting.  What we ended up getting was the tropical storm early with lots of rain, warm temps and wind.  That's what woke me up the night before.  As the out of town runners made their way out on the buses to Athetes' village they had to deal with these tropical downpours, thunder and lightning.  As the waves started to go off this weather calmed and it was overcast, wet and calm.  Still this early rain turned the Hopkinton Highschool fields in athletes' village into a medieval mud bath again for the waiting athletes.  By the time my wave, wave 3 went off it was overcast, warmish and humid with very little wind.  As I started the race in corral 3 wave 3 it was mid-60's, calm, overcast and humid – not bad racing weather.  But, as we got into Wellesely and the hills in Newton the sun came out.  It was 70, full sun and no wind.  A bit warm for us but not horrible.  Ironically, after all the storms and dire forecasts, all the New Englanders got a touch of sunburn on their virgin skin.  Those poor people from out of town who packed their winter gear in anticipation of Armageddon got a nice, warm and sunny New England day.  Then that second front, the one with the rain and tailwinds, came through right after we finished. By the time I finished the clouds were coming in again.  It started raining and gusting walking to the hotel.  When I left for the train a couple hours later (after a shower and rehydrating) the temperature had dropped and there was a biting wind in the city.  All four seasons in one day.  The net result was, at least for we wave 2-3 runners, we hit the gap exactly between storm fronts and ran on a clear, windless, slightly too warm, spring day.  Did it impact my race?  I don't know.  It was a bit warmer than I like and there was no tail wind.  It certainly didn't help, and I've heard a lot of people blaming it, for poor performances, but it wasn't awful.  Probably more of a convenient excuse than a causative factor. That's Boston.  After the sun came out and we passed through the scream tunnel the next major landmark is the drop down into Newton Lower Falls and the start of the hills, with ‘hill zero' climbing up over 128.  It was in this section where I started to feel a bit funky.  I had a classic power loss moment and it freaked me out.  This is too early in the race to be having power loss.  All those negative thoughts started swirling.  I shut them off and recommitted to fighting it all the way.  I took another gel and that did the trick.  I felt human again.  Just in time for the hills.  I worked my downhill form down the steep hill into Newton Lower Falls and refocused on getting to the top of Heartbreak.  I did great job of reeling my mind in.  Each time my head started to go sideways I would refocus on what I was doing right now.  My mantra became “Run the mile you're in”.  And I kept working.  I lost 10 seconds or so on that slow mile but according to my watch I had a couple minutes in the bank for the hills so I wasn't going to let up.  And that's the trick at Boston.  How do you go fast enough in the beginning that you don't fall behind your pace and have a bit of buffer for the hills, while at the same time not burning out your legs in the process?  I was right on my plan.  It was a work day but I was on my plan.  According to my watch I could give a couple minutes back and still make my time.  Maybe not my A goal but certainly my B goal. Hill zero was hard but manageable.  After you get over the highway they are handing our gels again so I grabbed on of those for later.  I was keeping my water intake up, but not really drinking much of the F2C I was carrying in my bottle.  Mostly because it was warm by now and my stomach was a bit nasty.  I couldn't summon the energy to dig my Endurolytes out but figured I was getting enough from the gels and occasional sip from my bottle.  We turned by the Fire House and I was grinding away, staying on pace.  The uphills didn't feel great but my downhill pace was nice a strong.  It was still work and I wasn't having a great day but I thought I was managing it well.  I was running the mile I was in and focused on getting to the top of Heartbreak. Hill one wasn't bad and I ran really well off the back of it to recover.  This was very positive for me because many years this is the spot where the race completely unravels.  Around 18 miles in before you even get to Heartbreak.  Hill 2 was a bit harder, but again I recovered well and ran smoothly on the back side.  Then we were into Heartbreak  I wasn't looking at my watch anymore.  I was all in, working as well as I could and staying as close to pace as I could, looking to get to the top of that hill and reap the benefits of the downhills and flats into the finish.  I took a quick walk of the water table before entering the hill to get my head right and started to climb.  I raised my head and looked up that ½ mile climb and I got back to work. … My training and preparation were excellent.  The only blip was that I had a business conference in Chicago the final week of my taper going into the race.  I ate too much and drank too much beer, got bad sleep and spent way too much time on my feet.  That shouldn't have been enough to unravel the total quality of my training, but it may have been one of the small factors influencing my race. My legs were a bit tight and I was a bit jetlagged and heavy as I rested out the weekend before the race.  Since I was flying back from Chicago Friday morning anyhow, I figured I'd swing by the expo and pick up my bib.  I usually go in Saturday, but this seemed convenient and I really wanted to get off my feet and rest for the remainder of the time I had left.  I dragged my travel bags onto the train and made my way over to the Hynes at the Pru for the expo.  There was no line at the bib pickup.  I cruised right through without breaking stride.  When I turned into the shirt pickup room there was a long line. Luckily, instead of just joining the line I asked someone what the line was for.  Apparently, it was for people to take a photo of themselves in front of a particular wall banner.  I skipped that line and cruised through shirt pickup without breaking stride.  There were people and family groups taking pictures all around with their bibs and shirts. There were people immediately taking the shirts out and trying them on for fit so they could exchange if necessary.  All these people were just so excited to be there.  They were clutching and fawning in the symbols and idolatry of the moment.  So many stories, all different, but all the same too.  They worked so hard to get here and now they were celebrating and in awe of the moment I made my way over to the expo.  This is where the crowds were. There was a veritable feeding frenzy at the Adidas official gear booth.  Crowds of runners pawing through the over-priced merch and a line to check out that would make Disney proud.  I didn't see anything I liked.  I usually buy a hat, but all the racing hats had the logo as a stuck-on chunk of plastic, not stitched in, so I passed.  None of the shorts looked like anything I'd want to wear either, so I skipped that line too and moved on.  The Expo seemed smaller than usual.  A bit underwhelming and disappointing. There were the usual big shoe companies and such.  There was the theater showing the race course run through video which is always popular.   On the negative side there seemed to be a lot of ancillary, what I might call, “late night TV products”.  Various potions and devices guaranteed by someone to do something.  On the good side there were two beer booths.  The Sam Adams guys had a large presence and runners were happily consuming the 26.2 brew specially made for the race.  And Zelus, the beer for runners out of western Mass had a booth. I might suggest that they consider the expo at Boston as part of the character of the race and find a way to do better.  Maybe get people and products in that fit our lifestyle.  I'm sure it's just a financial thing, they fill the space with whoever is willing to pay.  How about setting aside booth space for something more intrinsic to our demographic? How about authors?  Important charities? Or maybe to good races? Or maybe some science-based products?  Maybe I'm over thinking it. … My legs were pretty shitty at as I went into the ascent of Heartbreak.  Even after all those awesome sets of hill repeats I had donei n training I couldn't find that gear, that energy and strength, so instead of slowing to a shuffle I switched to a fast-hike, run cadence, an ultra-running trick, to save my legs and not lose too much time.  My legs were really heavy and refused to climb well but I worked through to the top of the hill.  I figured that was my time buffer.  Now I had to hang on to close to race pace to have any chance of making my time.  Coming off the hill I relaxed and again had good downhill form and effort.  I felt comfortable.  I figured I was really close to my goal pace and just had to keep hitting it. I kept running the mile I was in.  I thought I carried a couple minute buffer at least into the hills, so even if I lost a minute or two, I would still be close.  The course started to take its toll on the runners.  The pack was looser here but runners would be stopping or weaving or sitting on the side of the road and you had to watch out or bump your way through.  I saw two runners being packed onto stretchers by EMTs.  I pushed on. In my head I thought I could just stay close.  All in.  keep fighting.  It was work.  I wasn't terribly uncomfortable.  I was able to maintain close to goal pace on the downs and flats in the that last 10K.  I felt strong rolling down that hill with the train tracks into Cleveland Circle.  Then, I looked up to see the 24 mile sign, and, out of habit, looked at my watch.  My Garmin said almost exactly 3:20.  Even with my addled brain I could do the math.  I would have to run the last 2.21 miles in 15 minutes to get my time.  I had been battling to hold on to 8:10's in these last miles, thinking I had some buffer.  But, battling as I was, there was no way I was going to lay down a couple sub-7:30's at that point.  The wind came out of my sails.  I let my foot off the gas.  I reminded myself to lift my head up and look around.  The screaming crowds, the Citgo sign, the mile to go, the right on Herford, the left on Boylston.  The crowd on Boylston like a living, screaming animal pulling you in to the finish.  I let myself be in that moment.  I finished easy in 3:40:19 according to the BAA timer.  A full five minutes off my B goal time.  As near as I can figure, with my watch being so far off the race splits I did not have that 2-3 minute buffer going into the hills.  I probably only had 45 seconds to a minute.  When I lost those 2-3 minutes in the hills, combined with a couple slower miles where I was 5 or 10 seconds off pace at the end I was in the hole coming off Heartbreak.  I didn't have the juice to negative split it in.  In those final miles where I was working to stay close to race pace I really needed to be negative splitting.  Of those 5 minutes I missed by, ½ of that is real and half of that is me taking my time to enjoy the last 2miles of the race. .. In these last few days since the race I struggle with how to write and talk about it.  I suppose that's the defining characteristic of this race – that it refuses to play along and be categorized.  On the one hand I feel blessed and awed to be able to be part of this great thing.  On the other I have mixed feelings about how I haven't had a great race there in almost a decade.  That's why I like to let these things sit a bit before I try to write it up.  Let something that makes sense congeal into narrative and form.  Come to some sort of conclusion.  Some sort of tidy summary to stamp a smiley face on the report before turning it in for grading.  This week, since the race, I've been waking up early.  I don't know why.  Maybe it's the early rising sun of late spring.  Maybe it's the damage in my legs.  Maybe it's my unsettled mind.  I'm typically blessed with clarity in mornings so why not work on this report for you?  Let's see if we can't benefit from an early release of green, fresh thoughts still weeping sap from the fresh cuts. … The summary statement, if one can ever summarize a Boston Marathon race, is I'm happy with my training effort, I'm happy with my racing effort, I think I executed my plan well, but I'm a bit disappointed with my results.  Here are the two sides of that coin; I missed my A goal by 10 minutes, and I missed my B goal by 5 minutes.  Now I'm out of qualification.  Flip that over and you find that I trained well, executed my plan, worked hard and didn't give up.  Relatively I did very well.  But, relatively doesn't get you entry into next year's race.  How can I say that relatively I did well?  That's quite simple.  Since Boston is a seeded race all you need to do is to look at how you performed vis-à-vis your bib number.  For every finishing spot you beat your bib number by you finished better than someone who qualified with a better time than you did.  I beat my bib number by 6,595 places.  Even if you throw out the outliers it's obvious I had a much better day than many of my cohort.  It was my training, my execution and my pure stubbornness that enabled me to do so.  Part of me wonders just what I have to do to have a break out race at Boston.  Part of me wonders if I have anything left I can do.  Part of me wonders if maybe I just don't have the ability to pull it off anymore.  And, of course, part of me wonders why I care so much?  Really? What is it about this race that turns me into a neurotic mess once a year? Don't get me wrong, I didn't have a terrible race. I'm not jumping out the window with remorse.  I'm just stressed out, because I controlled everything I could, I did everything I could, and it still wasn't enough for Boston.  … Based on my training paces I should have hit my A goal of breaking 3:30 and should have easily hit my B goal of 3:35.  But that didn't happen.  I crossed that line with a hard fought 3:40:19.  I am beat up and sore.  I executed my plan but those training paces and that training fitness weren't enough for Boston. I worked hard.  I worked my plan.  And I never gave up.  I'm proud of the effort. There were times in this race where I was struggling and I was able to pull myself together, focus on the mile I was in, and keep racing.  It was probably the depth and quality of my training that allowed me to fight back.  A positive spin on it might be that without that training and execution it would have been a real train wreck.  … So here we are, Dear Reader, out of qualification.  As my training buddies and I joke there is not way to gracefully disengage from Boston. If you have a good race, you're qualified and might as well run.  If you don't you're pissed off and don't want to end on a down note.  Either way you're back on the neurotic Boston horse for another round. I signed up for the Vermont Cities Marathon at the end of May.  I'm going to take this training and go up there and get my qualification on a reasonable course that doesn't feel the need to demonstrate its dominance and extract its pound of flesh.  And, I'll see you out there.

Boston 2019 All in – my  21st Boston Marathon (Audio: link) audio:http://www.RunRunLive.com/PodcastEpisodes/Boston2019.mp3] Link MarathonBQ – How to Qualify for the Boston Marathon in 14 Weeks - … I didn’t sleep great the night before.  Part of it was the driving rain and the thunder and lightning that shook the house.  Part of it was my ruminating brain.  You might think that having such a great training cycle would allow me to rest easy. But, no, it somehow raised the stakes.  My trusty subconscious was chattering away.  What if after all this work I managed to screw up the race? What if the weather was bad?  Of course I tied to let my big brain take over and talk myself down from the window ledge.  I am grateful to be here. Yeah.  I am happy to still be doing this 20+ years in?  Yeah.  I am blessed?  Yeah.  Blah, blah, blah… After 20 years you’d think I’d be able to rationalize.  Repetition doesn’t lower the stakes.  This is the Boston Marathon.  It matters to me.  I put in the work.  I qualify.  It matters.  It matters to me. … I rolled out of bed reasonably refreshed and put on my throw-away clothes.  With the lingering rain I didn’t want to wear my race stuff, especially my shoes.  Stay dry as long as possible.  I had time to take a nice shower and have a bit of breakfast.  A normal day at the Russell house.  My wife dropped me off at the local Starbucks where I caught a ride with some of the folks from my running club out to Hopkinton.  Without incident I hopped the spectator bus to downtown Hopkinton and made my way over to the senior center to join Eric and the St. Louis runners.  My second year of avoiding Athletes’ Village. Call me soft, but warm and dry with a bathroom beats ankle deep mud and a 45 minute porta-john line.  I stretched and rubbed and pre-gamed.  Got my race gear on and lubed up really well.  With the humidity and warmer temps I figured chaffing might be an issue.  I ran in my old Hoka Cliftons, split shorts and a race singlet.  Nothing fancy.  I wore the Boston Strong hat I had bought at the expo.  I felt like that was an appropriate message for my training cycle and my race plan.  Like Coach said in his pep talk to me;  it didn’t matter if it was 100 degrees or if there were 80 mile an hour winds.  I was not going to waste this training cycle.  No matter what happened I was committed.  I wasn’t giving myself any option to give up or to ease off.  No matter what I was all in.  I would control the only thing any of us really controls; my commitment to fight – to be strong.  We watched the early waves start on TV.  We saw the wheelchair finish, which seemed a bit strange to see people finish a race you are an hour away from starting.  In the room were several faster, red-bib, wave 2 runners.  That seemed to be the demographic in general.  Lots of fit, young, fast runners in Nike Vapor Fly’s and a handful of us old war horses.  Eric and I were in the same wave and corral.  3/3, which put us up the hill not far from the start line. Without hurry we made our way over when the time was right. … It’s an electric time.  Walking to the start of the Boston marathon.  If you could somehow drop an emotional energy meter into the center of Hopkinton Massachusetts it would be bouncing off the rails and maxing out.  Thousands of qualified athletes stepping into the culmination of their training cycles.  Each one a story of dedication and perseverance and, right now, in this very moment, at their emotional peak.  This is it.  The big test.  The qualification effort is well in the past.  The months of training and sacrifice all leading in an inevitable emotional march to this day and this moment.  The atmosphere buzzes like an electric field.  Eric and I made our way out of the senior center in the misty, post-rain, cool, overcast morning.  The sun was struggling to break through the remnants of the storms that had passed.  We walked the short trek to Main Street and the bottom of the hill where the first half of the corrals take a turn back towards athletes’ village. As we cleared security to access the melee of runners trying to find corrals I ran straight into Alett.  This is one of the alternate universe characteristics of Boston.  If you are trying to meet people on purpose, you can’t find them.  But, you randomly run into people you know, for no predictable or probable reason in the crowd of 30,000 athletes.  I gave her a hug.  We had a few words.  Eric and I continued our hike up the hill towards the start line to find our apportioned 3rd corral.  Corral 3 is close to the actual start line.  We got to the opening just before our wave start time and ended up in the back of the corral just as they pulled the ropes and the corral 4 runners flooded in to fill the gap.  And like that we were off again, bounding down the steep hill out of Hopkinton, heading towards another date with destiny.  … I went into my training cycle angry.  It was mid-October and I had just jogged off the course at Baystate after one lap.  I thought I would have the legs after that big training cycle volume over the summer training for the Burning River 100 mile ultra.  But, I could not hold the pace at Baystate and gave up.  There wasn’t a lot of urgency in that race.  I was already qualified.  I could run another if I wanted to.  I let my big brain rationalize me off the course.  Ultra-training was all about multi-hour runs in the trails.  Great for fitness, great for peace of mind, but not great for racing marathons.  While putting in those 90+ mile long training weeks I didn’t pay much attention to nutrition or flexibility.  I paid no attention to speed and tempo work.  Coming into the late summer I was tipping the scales in the mid-180’s.  That’s not obese for me, but it is some extra weight.  I have discovered that as I age, I’m losing body mass in general so my old race weights aren’t something I can compare against.  Instead I look at body fat % as a decent proxy for excess.  Late summer I was up in the 12-13% body fat.  The extra weight doesn’t matter when you’re ambling around in the woods, in fact it’s probably an advantage, but it sucks to carry when you’re trying to run fast circles on a track or hard charges up a hill.  Trying to tune up for that race in the fall I noticed that I really struggled with speed and tempo.  My legs weren’t cooperating.  My turnover was pathetic, and I had no pop.  That’s when I got a bit angry.  I knew I had work to do.  Talking with Coach, after the race, he convinced me to not try to race again and to focus on Boston, still 5 months in the future.  I committed, to get lean, to get healthy and to go into my 2019 Boston training cycle with a higher level of commitment.  To see what I could do.  Running a qualifying time has never been easy for me. I’m not that naturally talented athlete who glides by the standards.  I struggle and work to barely scrape by.  The BAA has helpfully lowered the standard by 10 minutes over the last few years and that struggle to scrape by is even more scrapier.  I need to meet the same standard today as I did two age groups ago.  And so it began…I worked my diet and worked my plan through the holidays.  Dropping those first 10 pounds and working daily on my tight hamstrings and quads.  I came into this training cycle lean and fit.  By the end of this cycle I was hovering around 170 pounds and 9% body fat.  I was getting good sleep and I was healthy.  Bringing this health into my training cycle enabled me to hit paces I haven’t seen in 10 years. It enabled me to attack workouts that I would have walked away from in previous cycles.  I had the quality, if not the volume, I needed to do well.  Like I said.  I’m quite proud of this training cycle.  I feel like it was a major lifestyle change for me.  I’m also cognizant of the fact that I’m not a 20-year-old (or a 30-year-old…or a 40-year-old) anymore and this kind of intensity may not be the best choice for longevity in this sport.  … I was dead set on sticking to my plan.  I was not going to go out too fast.  I was going to stick to 8 minute miles or slower.  My strategy was to make it through the hills with enough juice left to close the race. Maybe it was because we started at the back of the corral, but it seemed very crowded in the beginning.  We crossed the first mile mark at somewhere around an 8:24 pace, successfully resisting the pull of the hills.  Again, from the random encounter files, Frank, one of my training partners tapped me on the shoulder and congratulated me for not going out too fast.  I was glad to see him, but I turned around and he was gone, running his own race.  I say ‘somewhere around an 8:24 pace’ because my Garmin was off the mile marks from the start and got worse as the race progressed.  I ended up off my 3 tenths of a mile.  Which is a lot.  It’s close to 3 minutes discrepancy at the finish.  The next few miles brought our average down to right around 8:03 official at the first 5Kmark.  Which was right where I wanted to be.  We were running smart.  According to the official BAA timers we were right on our target splits. At 5K and at 10K. My legs didn’t feel great.  There have been times at Boston that early in the race I can feel that ‘pop’ in my legs.  This wasn’t one of those.  I knew it was going to be a work day, but I was committed to the work.  I wasn’t going to waste this training.  No matter what I was going to work my plan – all the way.  The race felt very crowded this year, especially in the water stops.  People were bumping and pushing and getting knocked off pace in those early tables.   Eric started grumbling about it ‘not being his day’ but I pushed back and said all we have to do is hold this pace and get to the top of that hill.  Hold this pace and make it to the top of Heartbreak.  That’s the plan and I was working my plan – come hell or high water – all in.  We were taking water at every aid station because it was a bit warmer than it should have been and we wanted to stay ahead of it.  I got a couple endurolytes down at around the 10K point.  It was still overcast and wasn’t uncomfortable.  I had a couple gels with me that I had tried to pin to the waistline of my shorts.  I had no ither way to carry them, except in my hands.  I was going to tuck them inside my shorts but that didn’t feel right so I let them hang outside and flop around.  At one point I had a guy say “You’re going to lose those gels” and one did break free, but I got the other one through the first hour and choked it down.  With the warmer weather I was a bit concerned about my gut.  I knew I had to stay on top of the water and fuel but by doing so also risked nausea from too much.  Again, when you’re racing at your threshold pace your body doesn’t like to digest stuff too.  Some where before the 10-mile mark I turned around and Eric was gone.  Off to run his own race.  Now I had to pace myself and execute my plan.  Through the half I was right on pace, with even a couple faster miles.  According to my watch I was a bit faster than the race splits and that difference would end up being significant.  My watch splits were probably 5 seconds a mile off my race clock splits.  We pulled through Wellesley and the scream tunnel.  I stayed to the middle of the road to not get tangled up.  I remember seeing some young men mixed in with the Coeds and hoping this wasn’t a trend.  I was pacing a couple guys around my age who looked like they were on the same mission.  But, one of them had this annoying habit of going much faster on the downhills and I moved on.  Somewhere around Wellesley the clouds cleared and the full sun came out.  Not terribly warm, but full sun, calm and around 70.  … The weather was a big story this year at Boston as it usually is.  It wasn’t a major issue, but it was a big story.  A week out it was forecast to be raging thunderstorms, rain and wind like we had last year.  The race officials moved up the wave 4 start to get people out of athletes’ village and onto the course a bit sooner.  As the race got closer the forecast changed to 60’s, rain and significant tailwind.  This forecast held right up to the race.  The only thing that changed as the days clicked by was that the temperatures were predicted to creep up to close to 70.  Still, drizzly with a stiff tail wind sounded pretty good to me.  The dynamic was, as it usually is, that Boston is the last stop for any storm train that rolls across the country.  Typically, these come through in waves, or fronts.  When you look at a weather forecast for New England it really depends on where these storm fronts are, how fast they are moving and what’s on either side.  That’s why this year was so squirrely.  We had two energetic systems sweeping across the country and as good as our weather technology is it’s a guess as to when the fronts show up and when they leave.  The first traveler was a warm front with tropical downpours.  Then on the heels of that one was a cold front with another line of rain and high winds.  This is all in the same 24 hour period.  Depending on a couple hours or a shift in the storm path you could get rain, wind, warm, cold or sunny skies and/or calm.  That’s why you’ll hear people say they got all 4 seasons during the race this year.  That’s why, even the night before, we didn’t know what we were getting.  What we ended up getting was the tropical storm early with lots of rain, warm temps and wind.  That’s what woke me up the night before.  As the out of town runners made their way out on the buses to Athetes’ village they had to deal with these tropical downpours, thunder and lightning.  As the waves started to go off this weather calmed and it was overcast, wet and calm.  Still this early rain turned the Hopkinton Highschool fields in athletes’ village into a medieval mud bath again for the waiting athletes.  By the time my wave, wave 3 went off it was overcast, warmish and humid with very little wind.  As I started the race in corral 3 wave 3 it was mid-60’s, calm, overcast and humid – not bad racing weather.  But, as we got into Wellesely and the hills in Newton the sun came out.  It was 70, full sun and no wind.  A bit warm for us but not horrible.  Ironically, after all the storms and dire forecasts, all the New Englanders got a touch of sunburn on their virgin skin.  Those poor people from out of town who packed their winter gear in anticipation of Armageddon got a nice, warm and sunny New England day.  Then that second front, the one with the rain and tailwinds, came through right after we finished. By the time I finished the clouds were coming in again.  It started raining and gusting walking to the hotel.  When I left for the train a couple hours later (after a shower and rehydrating) the temperature had dropped and there was a biting wind in the city.  All four seasons in one day.  The net result was, at least for we wave 2-3 runners, we hit the gap exactly between storm fronts and ran on a clear, windless, slightly too warm, spring day.  Did it impact my race?  I don’t know.  It was a bit warmer than I like and there was no tail wind.  It certainly didn’t help, and I’ve heard a lot of people blaming it, for poor performances, but it wasn’t awful.  Probably more of a convenient excuse than a causative factor. That’s Boston.  After the sun came out and we passed through the scream tunnel the next major landmark is the drop down into Newton Lower Falls and the start of the hills, with ‘hill zero’ climbing up over 128.  It was in this section where I started to feel a bit funky.  I had a classic power loss moment and it freaked me out.  This is too early in the race to be having power loss.  All those negative thoughts started swirling.  I shut them off and recommitted to fighting it all the way.  I took another gel and that did the trick.  I felt human again.  Just in time for the hills.  I worked my downhill form down the steep hill into Newton Lower Falls and refocused on getting to the top of Heartbreak.  I did great job of reeling my mind in.  Each time my head started to go sideways I would refocus on what I was doing right now.  My mantra became “Run the mile you’re in”.  And I kept working.  I lost 10 seconds or so on that slow mile but according to my watch I had a couple minutes in the bank for the hills so I wasn’t going to let up.  And that’s the trick at Boston.  How do you go fast enough in the beginning that you don’t fall behind your pace and have a bit of buffer for the hills, while at the same time not burning out your legs in the process?  I was right on my plan.  It was a work day but I was on my plan.  According to my watch I could give a couple minutes back and still make my time.  Maybe not my A goal but certainly my B goal. Hill zero was hard but manageable.  After you get over the highway they are handing our gels again so I grabbed on of those for later.  I was keeping my water intake up, but not really drinking much of the F2C I was carrying in my bottle.  Mostly because it was warm by now and my stomach was a bit nasty.  I couldn’t summon the energy to dig my Endurolytes out but figured I was getting enough from the gels and occasional sip from my bottle.  We turned by the Fire House and I was grinding away, staying on pace.  The uphills didn’t feel great but my downhill pace was nice a strong.  It was still work and I wasn’t having a great day but I thought I was managing it well.  I was running the mile I was in and focused on getting to the top of Heartbreak. Hill one wasn’t bad and I ran really well off the back of it to recover.  This was very positive for me because many years this is the spot where the race completely unravels.  Around 18 miles in before you even get to Heartbreak.  Hill 2 was a bit harder, but again I recovered well and ran smoothly on the back side.  Then we were into Heartbreak  I wasn’t looking at my watch anymore.  I was all in, working as well as I could and staying as close to pace as I could, looking to get to the top of that hill and reap the benefits of the downhills and flats into the finish.  I took a quick walk of the water table before entering the hill to get my head right and started to climb.  I raised my head and looked up that ½ mile climb and I got back to work. … My training and preparation were excellent.  The only blip was that I had a business conference in Chicago the final week of my taper going into the race.  I ate too much and drank too much beer, got bad sleep and spent way too much time on my feet.  That shouldn’t have been enough to unravel the total quality of my training, but it may have been one of the small factors influencing my race. My legs were a bit tight and I was a bit jetlagged and heavy as I rested out the weekend before the race.  Since I was flying back from Chicago Friday morning anyhow, I figured I’d swing by the expo and pick up my bib.  I usually go in Saturday, but this seemed convenient and I really wanted to get off my feet and rest for the remainder of the time I had left.  I dragged my travel bags onto the train and made my way over to the Hynes at the Pru for the expo.  There was no line at the bib pickup.  I cruised right through without breaking stride.  When I turned into the shirt pickup room there was a long line. Luckily, instead of just joining the line I asked someone what the line was for.  Apparently, it was for people to take a photo of themselves in front of a particular wall banner.  I skipped that line and cruised through shirt pickup without breaking stride.  There were people and family groups taking pictures all around with their bibs and shirts. There were people immediately taking the shirts out and trying them on for fit so they could exchange if necessary.  All these people were just so excited to be there.  They were clutching and fawning in the symbols and idolatry of the moment.  So many stories, all different, but all the same too.  They worked so hard to get here and now they were celebrating and in awe of the moment I made my way over to the expo.  This is where the crowds were. There was a veritable feeding frenzy at the Adidas official gear booth.  Crowds of runners pawing through the over-priced merch and a line to check out that would make Disney proud.  I didn’t see anything I liked.  I usually buy a hat, but all the racing hats had the logo as a stuck-on chunk of plastic, not stitched in, so I passed.  None of the shorts looked like anything I’d want to wear either, so I skipped that line too and moved on.  The Expo seemed smaller than usual.  A bit underwhelming and disappointing. There were the usual big shoe companies and such.  There was the theater showing the race course run through video which is always popular.   On the negative side there seemed to be a lot of ancillary, what I might call, “late night TV products”.  Various potions and devices guaranteed by someone to do something.  On the good side there were two beer booths.  The Sam Adams guys had a large presence and runners were happily consuming the 26.2 brew specially made for the race.  And Zelus, the beer for runners out of western Mass had a booth. I might suggest that they consider the expo at Boston as part of the character of the race and find a way to do better.  Maybe get people and products in that fit our lifestyle.  I’m sure it’s just a financial thing, they fill the space with whoever is willing to pay.  How about setting aside booth space for something more intrinsic to our demographic? How about authors?  Important charities? Or maybe to good races? Or maybe some science-based products?  Maybe I’m over thinking it. … My legs were pretty shitty at as I went into the ascent of Heartbreak.  Even after all those awesome sets of hill repeats I had donei n training I couldn’t find that gear, that energy and strength, so instead of slowing to a shuffle I switched to a fast-hike, run cadence, an ultra-running trick, to save my legs and not lose too much time.  My legs were really heavy and refused to climb well but I worked through to the top of the hill.  I figured that was my time buffer.  Now I had to hang on to close to race pace to have any chance of making my time.  Coming off the hill I relaxed and again had good downhill form and effort.  I felt comfortable.  I figured I was really close to my goal pace and just had to keep hitting it. I kept running the mile I was in.  I thought I carried a couple minute buffer at least into the hills, so even if I lost a minute or two, I would still be close.  The course started to take its toll on the runners.  The pack was looser here but runners would be stopping or weaving or sitting on the side of the road and you had to watch out or bump your way through.  I saw two runners being packed onto stretchers by EMTs.  I pushed on. In my head I thought I could just stay close.  All in.  keep fighting.  It was work.  I wasn’t terribly uncomfortable.  I was able to maintain close to goal pace on the downs and flats in the that last 10K.  I felt strong rolling down that hill with the train tracks into Cleveland Circle.  Then, I looked up to see the 24 mile sign, and, out of habit, looked at my watch.  My Garmin said almost exactly 3:20.  Even with my addled brain I could do the math.  I would have to run the last 2.21 miles in 15 minutes to get my time.  I had been battling to hold on to 8:10’s in these last miles, thinking I had some buffer.  But, battling as I was, there was no way I was going to lay down a couple sub-7:30’s at that point.  The wind came out of my sails.  I let my foot off the gas.  I reminded myself to lift my head up and look around.  The screaming crowds, the Citgo sign, the mile to go, the right on Herford, the left on Boylston.  The crowd on Boylston like a living, screaming animal pulling you in to the finish.  I let myself be in that moment.  I finished easy in 3:40:19 according to the BAA timer.  A full five minutes off my B goal time.  As near as I can figure, with my watch being so far off the race splits I did not have that 2-3 minute buffer going into the hills.  I probably only had 45 seconds to a minute.  When I lost those 2-3 minutes in the hills, combined with a couple slower miles where I was 5 or 10 seconds off pace at the end I was in the hole coming off Heartbreak.  I didn’t have the juice to negative split it in.  In those final miles where I was working to stay close to race pace I really needed to be negative splitting.  Of those 5 minutes I missed by, ½ of that is real and half of that is me taking my time to enjoy the last 2miles of the race. .. In these last few days since the race I struggle with how to write and talk about it.  I suppose that’s the defining characteristic of this race – that it refuses to play along and be categorized.  On the one hand I feel blessed and awed to be able to be part of this great thing.  On the other I have mixed feelings about how I haven’t had a great race there in almost a decade.  That’s why I like to let these things sit a bit before I try to write it up.  Let something that makes sense congeal into narrative and form.  Come to some sort of conclusion.  Some sort of tidy summary to stamp a smiley face on the report before turning it in for grading.  This week, since the race, I’ve been waking up early.  I don’t know why.  Maybe it’s the early rising sun of late spring.  Maybe it’s the damage in my legs.  Maybe it’s my unsettled mind.  I’m typically blessed with clarity in mornings so why not work on this report for you?  Let’s see if we can’t benefit from an early release of green, fresh thoughts still weeping sap from the fresh cuts. … The summary statement, if one can ever summarize a Boston Marathon race, is I’m happy with my training effort, I’m happy with my racing effort, I think I executed my plan well, but I’m a bit disappointed with my results.  Here are the two sides of that coin; I missed my A goal by 10 minutes, and I missed my B goal by 5 minutes.  Now I’m out of qualification.  Flip that over and you find that I trained well, executed my plan, worked hard and didn’t give up.  Relatively I did very well.  But, relatively doesn’t get you entry into next year’s race.  How can I say that relatively I did well?  That’s quite simple.  Since Boston is a seeded race all you need to do is to look at how you performed vis-à-vis your bib number.  For every finishing spot you beat your bib number by you finished better than someone who qualified with a better time than you did.  I beat my bib number by 6,595 places.  Even if you throw out the outliers it’s obvious I had a much better day than many of my cohort.  It was my training, my execution and my pure stubbornness that enabled me to do so.  Part of me wonders just what I have to do to have a break out race at Boston.  Part of me wonders if I have anything left I can do.  Part of me wonders if maybe I just don’t have the ability to pull it off anymore.  And, of course, part of me wonders why I care so much?  Really? What is it about this race that turns me into a neurotic mess once a year? Don’t get me wrong, I didn’t have a terrible race. I’m not jumping out the window with remorse.  I’m just stressed out, because I controlled everything I could, I did everything I could, and it still wasn’t enough for Boston.  … Based on my training paces I should have hit my A goal of breaking 3:30 and should have easily hit my B goal of 3:35.  But that didn’t happen.  I crossed that line with a hard fought 3:40:19.  I am beat up and sore.  I executed my plan but those training paces and that training fitness weren’t enough for Boston. I worked hard.  I worked my plan.  And I never gave up.  I’m proud of the effort. There were times in this race where I was struggling and I was able to pull myself together, focus on the mile I was in, and keep racing.  It was probably the depth and quality of my training that allowed me to fight back.  A positive spin on it might be that without that training and execution it would have been a real train wreck.  … So here we are, Dear Reader, out of qualification.  As my training buddies and I joke there is not way to gracefully disengage from Boston. If you have a good race, you’re qualified and might as well run.  If you don’t you’re pissed off and don’t want to end on a down note.  Either way you’re back on the neurotic Boston horse for another round. I signed up for the Vermont Cities Marathon at the end of May.  I’m going to take this training and go up there and get my qualification on a reasonable course that doesn’t feel the need to demonstrate its dominance and extract its pound of flesh.  And, I’ll see you out there.

Vocalo Radio (91.1 FM Chicago, vocalo.org) has a great Friday night DJ series, airing from 5pm-midnight, featuring some of the city's finest DJs as residents, and hosted by Jesse De La Peña. I was honored to be featured on the show with this mix, recorded live, and aired 3.17.17.I had a lot of fun putting this mix together, working with a wide variety of tempos, styles, and grooves. Enjoy!Tracklisting:01. Fish Go Deep - Layback02. Djebali feat. John Dimas - Suzaku03. Ana Rago - You're God (I:Cube Remix)04. Xanga feat. Sheikh Djibouti - Boom Boom Boom05. Thomass Jackson - Midway Atoll06. Amine Edge - All Night Loop (Pezzner Remix)07. MacDonald Flack and the Ack-Ack Pack - The Cortina Kidz (Juan Maclean & Tim Sweeney Remix)08. Towa Tei feat. Miho Hatori - Mind Wall09. Session Victim - Good Intentions10. Eddie C - Deepa11. Faldos - Yellow12. Marc Romboy & Blake Baxter - The Art of Sound (Version 2)13. J Paul Getto & Kenny Summit - Bossa Nostra14. Alessio Collina - Got It (Iban Montoro & Jazzman Wax Remix)15. Dicky Trisco - Rock the Jazzbar16. Adonis - No Way Back (Greg Wilson Re-Edit)1:06:24, 256 kbpsxx

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You’re listening to WWRVN, Radio Ravenclaw   Good Morning, Ravenclaw, you’re tuned to The Fresh Pot of Coffee! It’s Thursday, so get the recycling ready to go out tonight and meanwhile enjoy the Horoscope. Your Horoscope this week is brought to you by Haumea, the dwarf planet which is visually right near Arcturus at the moment. Arcturus is visible in the morning in this season, just follow the arc of the Big Dipper backward to the Really Bright Star. That’s Arcturus. Wave toward it and you’ll be greeting one of the Solar System’s favorite Trans Neptunian Objects. We used Haumeamancy to generate our predictions this week, so hold on for a stellar-fast ride! Octopodes 10+: “Dwarf planet, one-third the mass of Pluto”. this seems to indicate that you’re headed for a growth spurt. Alert your parents to fire up the crock pot and get yourself out there hiking, running, chopping wood, and carrying water. A growth spurt after about age 13 is all about putting down layers of muscle, so go do the things that your body is perfectly designed for! Get Strong, Stay Strong! Neon Tetras 20+: “Claims of discovery have been disputed and no discovery date or team is official.” My word. This week, Tetras, reinvent yourself! You’re not nailed down, you can rock the identity change. Here’s the thing. you discover yourself, decide what your major themes and minor motifs are then be yourself as hard as you can. thank you, Sir Terry Pratchett. Lions 25+: “Designated a dwarf planet and named after the Hawai’ian goddess of childbirth.” I don’t think it’s your height that could be growing. So, remembering that images of gestation and birth are about all kinds of creativity, it’s time to choose your next creative venture if you haven’t already, to block other creative ventures from happening if you take my meaning, to dedicate yourself to doing it the best you know how. That means swatch for your OWL, commit to writing 5K words/day then editing out 3K of them, or decide on some 25-year-plan goals. Fancy Goldfish 30+: “Its shape has not been directly observed, calculations from its light curve suggest it is an ellipsoid, with its major axis twice as long as its minor”. Well, I think this is clear - no one else can quite focus on you, use that air of mystery to your advantage, be a shapeshifter. Also, sort your Tasks into major and minor then give twice as much heart and love to the Things which are major. Narwals 40+: “Rapid rotation, high density, and high albedo.” OK, it’s going to be a heck of a week, Narwhals, full of high density and rapid rotation, but you will do really well at it and you’re gonna shine! Capybaras 50+: “Its gravity is sufficient for it to have relaxed into hydrostatic equilibrium.” Yeah. I’m with you, Sister Capybaras, a little extra gravity and a relaxed waistband are just about the price we’ve paid for the hydrostatic equilibrium. Would you care for a vodka martini while we wait for the children to grow up? Cougars 55+: “A surface of crystalline water ice”. Incoming diamond jewelry. Act surprised, but cool. Peacocks 60+: “the result of a giant collision, which left Haumea the largest member of a collisional family that includes several large TNOs and Neptune’s two known moons.” First, brace for family drama, and second if we are to be a bit less metaphorical, for the love of all that’s holy, buckle up. We care. Dragons 80+: Your mediation is requested, Ma’am. The Planetary Geologic Society is suing the International Astronomical Union for making decisions on sticking their noses into rock business instead of keeping with the burning gasses. I need some of that Frozen North action - She’s Natalya Arctica, I’m GazeboGal, and you’re listening to Radio Ravenclaw on the Wizarding Wireless Network!   SECURITY ALERT! SECURITY ALERT! LEVEL ONE! ALL AGENTS! Printers have been identified as a level one threat! They sleep most of the time, but when they break dormancy the best way to subdue them is to swat quickly and repeatedly at any paper that comes out. Printers become loud and angry and begin eating paper. The paper is changed after the printer has eaten it, and can not be trusted. It is not known whether or not the paper itself is a threat, so jump on it! Then, immediately lay on the paper until you know it is safe. There seems to be a great deal of printer unrest this morning, so be very aware, and protect your humans from the dangers of printers! Security Chief Andromeda Good Morning, Common Room, you’re listening to The Fresh Pot of Coffee! It’s the Friday Fondoo Review! Here’s our Fondoo Recipe of the day - today a Very Savory Fondoo! If your household has fondoo tonight, remember We Want Pictures here in the Common Room because this is Extremely Magical Radio. With pictures. Tonight, we’re going old school: get out your Uno decks! This weekend, the Advanced Studies Team will be on alert to help you with those last-minute thoughts! And now, the weather. • It is snowing where I am. That is all. The Weather Report is brought to us weekly by Wimbledon’s WeatherWorks, guaranteeing excellent weather for your venue since 1877. And now back to the music. Any music. I am rolling my dice… Woo-Hoo! A magical choice indeed! She’s the White Welsh Witch herself, Stevie Nicks! 
I’m GazeboGal, 
 and you’re listening to Radio Ravenclaw on the Wizarding Wireless Network.   Goodnight, Tower! In the great bronze Tower There was a group of ‘Claws and skychairs to be inhabited soon And a picture of- a dragon jumping over the moon And there were three little narwhals decorating the walls And a few NEWTS And many many OWLs and BROOMs There are some Pantheons And a young Trickster God And of course a great many octopodes Goodnight, Tower Goodnight, ‘Claws Goodnight dragon jumping over the moon Goodnight Narwhals Goodnight NEWTs Goodnight to the OWLs and the BROOMs Goodnight Pantheons Goodnight gods Goodnight Octopodes Sorting’s coming soon Thank you, Handdrawnviolist Good Morning! You’ve tuned in to The Fresh Pot of Coffee! It’s Wednesday, April 29th, except in Oceania where it is possibly 2017 by now. Just a few news highlights today - It’s raining in Devonshire it is not yet time to plant out your tomato seedlings, the Muggles will be confused when they thrive. Benjamin Bagby concert in Chicago Friday night! It has come to the attention of the Ministry that an Anistasis spell was illegally released in 2010 over many portions of the Wizarding World. If you have acquired a pet or familiar since then, watch carefully for signs that this creature could be an Animagus trapped in her or his animal form! Signs include, but are not limited to: vivid dreaming (evidenced by sleep-woofing); hypervigilance; constructing sandwiches out of human food. The Fresh Pot of Coffee is sponsored on Wednesdays by Weasleys’ Wizarding Wheezes - whether your wakenings are wailsome or wacky, our winsome wares will work out the wants of your workshop. We whizz the werewolf’s whiskers and wow the wildest widgeons! So wax their waffles, wobble their woolies, work up a list of wishes and wants, witches and wizards, and wander to Weaselys’ Wizarding Wheezes. Wednesday is WibblyWobbly Day - 10% discount to all patrons wearing a fez! Oh, dear sweet quaffle, it’s Wednesday, let’s get straight to the music. Taking it classic today, our nerves can’t handle much else - 
 He’s George Gershwin, 
 I’m GazeboGal, 
and you’re listening to Radio Ravenclaw on the Wizarding Wireless Network.   Tower, we have another letter from ChrisFixedKitty in Lindisfarne. Chris?   Dear Towermates, Hallo, everyone! My apologies for the delay in writing, but the regular postal owl convoy only comes to Lindisfarne once a week. Just as all the books about the history of medieval calligraphy say, this is a back-end-of-nowhere place, easier to reach by sea than by land, which is almost hard to tell from the sea much of the time, it’s so marshy. Yes, I said ‘postal owl convoy’, because lone owls are pretty much flying playtoys in the view of the younger dragons. No wonder poor Skrim was so raggedy when he brought me the directions here. The young ones do seem to understand that brooms sometimes bite back, so to speak, so flying in and out is pretty safe. Although there are a few dragons here that like to sniff all incoming visitors, in-flight, and say ‘hi’ at length. They really need to add a warning about that in the directions. Imagine a flying great Dane the size of a city bus jumping all round you and barking enthusiastic “hihihi!”as you enter a friend’s house. It’s like that, only include in your mental picture that said ginormous beastie has just barged straight up out of the treecover and nearly inhaled you and your broom and the airstream of its leap has flipped your broom over into barrel rolls. Yeah.  I don’t care if Walter is “a graaaate beeg softie, he couldnae love people more, here, have a towel for tha’ slobber. No, he rrrreallllly likes ya!” A warning would have been nice. I have no regrets about having thrown up on him during said barrel rolls. Walter, I mean. I do feel bad about hurling on Mr. C. Be assured that we arrived perfectly safely, although 2 days later than we were expected. So we were met some distance out from camp by one of the search parties, and it probably saved me another day of trying to pinpoint the camp itself. Preep has made several new friends among the drakelings and the preserve workers, but she-- yes, Preep has been confirmed as a she-- is still insistently huddling around the humans’ ankles every night after dinner. What –do- you do with a dragonlet who is afraid of being away from people in the dark? It turns out the usual answer is giving them a week to get over it and putting some magical nightlights around the camp. We’re on day 5. No change yet, fingers crossed. During the day, she seems happy enough here, scampering off after breakfast to play with the other dragons, and I’ve been playing Muggle tourguide around the Lindisfarne ruins and museum. One of the regular tourguides has been taken ill with dragonpox, and I’m already pretty familiar with the history of the place and Muggle vacationing expectations, so I’m going to be filling in for a bit. There’s a lot around here that they really shouldn’t be noticing, so there’s always one behind-the-scene illusionist and one up-front tourguide for every group. It works out pretty well. Some of the illustrations in the museum are like magical portraits, and a few of the monks have senses of humor about the tourists that are positively not helpful to maintaining wizardly secrecy! I expect to return with Skrim guiding me back a few days before the start of term. I should arrive the day before classes start. See everyone again real soon! -CFK Thank you, ChrisFixedKitty. Good Morning, RAVENCLAW!! Welcome to the Common Room for The Fresh Pot of Coffee! It’s Thursday and that means Horoscopes - Find your age, learn your Animal, and let the voices speak. 10+ Octopodes:They still do not expect Duct Tape! Use this to your advantage. We’re not quite sure how, but you still have the element of surprise going for you. 20+ Neon Tetras: The world is waiting for your leadership. This week, show them all how it’s done: hand knit socks and sandals. From strappy pumps to Birkenstocks, we count on you to answer the timeless question of “now I have these great socks, but no one will ever see them.” 25+ Lions:You have not swatched yet!!! Dear Sweet Quaffle go swatch for your OWL!!! 30+ Fancy Goldfish: Run, run, I tell you to the Prefects’ Challenge thread. We’re Crafting to the International Space Station! This is your term to knock back at least two miles of yarn. Yes it is. 40+ Narwhals: Project bags? check. Frozen meals? check. May and June schedule made out and on the wall/Google calendar for the family? check. Teacher gifts queue’d? check. You’re ready. 50+ Capybaras: Oh, dear one. It’s April. Almost May. Get another cup of coffee , you’re in for a bit of a bumpy ride. The stars say you’ll be close to caught up in about 10 days, but don’t aim for 100%. 55+ Cougars: There will be excellent … art… on Saturday morning on the green in town. You should go appreciate it. 60+ Peacocks: Today at 3:17 PM local time. They are going to mess up big time. Be there. Catch them in the act. Say nothing and let them blather on. Walk away silently. 80+ Dragons: We hope this met with your approval, Ma’am! Friends and Ravenclaws, the Fresh Pot of Coffee will be taking a term hiatus while we work on our Not-A-NEWT here in the station. This will be our last broadcast until August. We want you to know how much fun it is to serve you here on the airwaves. Keep the music rolling - we’ll leave you with some Serious Wizarding Power: They’re the Wyrd Sisters, I’m GazeboGal, And you’re listening to Radio Ravenclaw on the Wizarding Wireless Network!   Dear Ravenclaws,   This is station manager TindraTieren. I would like to let you know that despite the hiatus that the Fresh Pot of Coffee is taking, Radio Ravenclaw will continue broadcasting. We are constantly seeking fresh content, so if you have suggestions, ideas, or just want to drop us a line, please, let me know.   Thank you.

Voda, M (University of Chicago) Friday 10 April 2015, 16:30-16:55

Akers, BF; Nicholls, D (Air Force Institute of Technology & University of Illinois at Chicago) Friday 18 July 2014, 09:30-10:30

Eddie Money plays an unplugged show at City Winery in Chicago Friday, August 9, 2013.  

Harvey, JA (University of Chicago) Friday 27 January 2012, 14:00-15:00

Harvey, JA (University of Chicago) Friday 27 January 2012, 12:00-13:00

Gary Sinise brings his Lt. Dan Band to the Hard Rock Cafe' in Chicago Friday, May 7, 2010.  Get all the details on the concert here: http://www.USVAP.org  

Edwin McCain play's a MIX CONCERT EVENT at The Cubby Bear in Chicago Friday, April 9, 2010.   We chat about his wedding-singer tendencies, his close relationships with REO Speedwagon and Styx, plus his touring for the troups...and of course his sweet accent!

Dan Castady is the lead singer of The Fold and a dead-ringer for actor Justin Long.  It was a pleasure talking with Dan about the amazing recent Miley Cyrus homage (sounds better than parody) The Fold released.  The song is so great and the video is even better. Watch it on youtube.  And better yet...head to their website www.TheFoldRock.com to see many other great video's from The Fold like "I'm With Coco" (for us Conan fans!) to a halarious follow-up to "Every Band In The USA" involving a lawsuit... The Fold will play at The Bottom Lounge in Chicago Friday, February 12, 2010.  And they will be at the Apple Store in Michigan Avenue, Chicago on March 21, 2010 (we talk about that during this conversation). Find The Fold here: www.TheFoldRock.com www.youtube.com/TheFoldMusic www.myspace.com/TheFold twitter.com/TheFoldRock www.facebook.com/TheFold

AroundComics.com Comic Books Culture Podcast Ep. 125BWizard World Chicago rolls on into Friday and Around Comics is there to cover the action. Chris, Sal, Tom and Skottie continue talking to creators, fans, storm troopers and anyone else that walks by. Listen in for on the floor discussions with Shane White, two writers from Batman Strikes, Cullen Bunn of The Damned, J Tores, Jan Jones and Ron Richards from iFanboy. Check back tomorrow for more con coverage as we all start to sound more like Soloman Grundy.Support the show