Jesse and I finally made it to visit his sister in Chicago. Damn, was it cold! Ridiculously cold, as in... there's no need for that sort of cold on the planet unless you're living in an ice field! I can't quite recall why Missoula seemed so temperate at the time, but it did. The cold there was completely manageable, whereas this Chicago cold was simply depressing.

But it seemed like a great city otherwise. If I were making a chronicle of my life through pictures, the next set would include Jesse and me at the Crescent City Classic this past Saturday. I of course didn't run the whole 10K, but I did run much more of it than I anticipated, and I even beat Jesse by a full minute. Ha! While I'm not rescinding any of my earlier complaints about New Orleans, I'll also say that the morning was one of those magical moments in NOLA when I was really proud to live here. So many people turned out for such a gorgeous morning, and bands followed the crowd through the whole route. We ran under a canopy of live oaks, and some folks came out in costume. Others just strolled along pulling kegs of beer in little red wagons. All in all, it just felt so good to be moving so much so early in the morning. Makes me want to finish up this coffee and enjoy the lovely morning budding just beyond my door. To the park, I believe....

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[Eliana]

Tracey!

I'll be in NOLA for Cs (and so will Alba) and we'd love to see you if it's possible. Couldn't find your phone number or email from anyone, so trying this way. If you can't get my email from the comment, you can find me on the university of Denver's website...

See you soon I hope,
Eliana