For our “staycation”, Mon and I stayed in the Hilton Suites right next to the Hancock Building- absolutely gorgeous. I of course jumped on the bed when we got there (took my boots off first, of course- no need to pay for piercing the mattress). Then we took a little tour of the hotel. The pool and workout area were on the top floor. And I will say, if I had a view like that, the treadmill runs would not be nearly as monotonous and boring. Can you believe this? I would never leave the gym… ever.
After the little tour, we got all ready and cute for the night we had ahead of us and went to the hotel bar for a drink:
Since people from their climbing team weren’t going to be able to attend the reception in the Signature Room on the 96th floor of the Hancock Building on Saturday night, I happily stepped in to take their place. No one refuses a free meal from the Signature Room. It was buffet style and it was fabulous. I went back for seconds- but I blame the tiny plate. Most of the options were pasta and little appetizers, but I was ok with that- I don’t remember the last time I had tortellini.
As we were eating, two of the girls who were supposed to do it were calling/texting and saying they probably wouldn’t participate. Enter me. YES! I will climb! I was so lucky because I had already brought stuff down to run in, so it wouldn’t be a huge problem at all! And I didn’t train for stair climbing at all, but I could do it! So last night, it was decided I would be stepping in. How cool! I was going to climb! For free!!!
Since I was stepping in as a “climber” that night, I also snagged a swag bag- with a $15 gift certificate to drinks or food at the Signature Room. Of course Mon and I decided to use it at the bar. Don’t get excited- it covered one $13 drink. We both had “Rush Streets”- which were iced kahlua, baileys, ameretto, and everything amazing- topped with whipped cream. I like liquid dessert. And because I like liquid dessert, I also went for a hot chocolate pixie- which was basically heavily spiked hot chocolate- even better than the Rush Street cocktail.
At that point, we were faced with two options. Go out all dressed up and have quite a night out on the town. Or explore the area- after going back to the hotel to change. Because we both splurged for the extra cocktails at the bar, we decided to go for the second option. We didn’t want to get too tipsy before the climb, didn’t want to kill our wallets, and could use the exercise to “help digest”. Ugh- help digest. That makes me sound old.
We took the walk down Michigan and did some window shopping as we gossiped and snapped pics.All the way to Cloud Gate… which is alot further than we originally planned! And then turned around and went all the way back up Michigan. The weather was tolerable, but we both snuggled like children into our beds when we got back. Aaaahhhh.
I had a few issues sleeping because I was still processing my agreement to climb. Am I really going to climb up 94 flights of stairs??? What if it kills my knees? What if I can’t make it? How am I going to carry my camera with me the entire time (important things, you know…)? Monica’s phone rang at 7:30 the next morning. And she talked to her friend who organized the event. Both girls who had sworn they weren’t doing it had decided to jump back in. What?!?! Nooooooo! I was a little disappointed. I knew it’d be fun. But that’s ok- back to my original plan- the run along the lake shore. I was ok with that.
They were the “flyin’ Hawaiians” (yes, they watched CNN to keep tabs on the tsunami situation- making sure it would still be an acceptable name to keep) and made their way to the Hancock Building across the street and I set off to run. I’ll discuss the run later. Other things to discuss now- but here’s Mon in her climbing gear: Too funny. I don’t understand why she didn’t go with the coconut bra that came with the skirt, but I guess maybe after 20 flights or so, it might start to chaff….
I made sure to get back and be showered by the time they made it back to the hotel room. Mon burst in- “I’m the only one who didn’t make it!!! AAAHHHHH!” Of course I didn’t believe her- she had been training for this thing for months.
Whatever Mon. Don’t lie.
She was serious. After discussing it in detail, we decided she was probably a little claustrophobic and had too much coffee and not enough breakfast beforehand. It probably didn’t help that people had been climbing for three hours at that point (they have spaced out starting times for over a five-hour span) and it most likely smelled like body odor and Bengay. Her pace was a good one- and she felt great. Then, she started to black out a little and get dizzy. And ran out the 10th floor stairwell exit… to hurl. Of course, when this happens, they take it seriously. Blood sugar was checked, water was supplied, and she just couldn’t keep going up because she was too dizzy. Poor thing… although she laughed about the entire thing. I’m pretty sure she was the most prepared. But the Hancock won the battle. Boooo…
Afterwards, the reception for the runners and friends/family only provided chips and pretzels to participants. This just would not do. So we went to a restaurant called Feast a few blocks up the street. I all but licked my plate. After a granola bar for breakfast (probably 300 calories short of what I usually eat) and a run- it was past lunch time and I was STARVING. I had a custom omelette with mushrooms, feta, spinach and chicken sausage. I took an awesome pic of it on my phone, but my computer is refusing to recognize it. So I can’t get the photo at this moment in time. Just imagine omelette awesomeness…
I almost got to do the Hustle. Mon almost finished it (ok, not “almost”, but it was just an unfortunate nonfinish). But even after the “almosts” we had, the little trip downtown was so much fun! And exhausting… I will now be taking my spot on the couch to finish out a lazy afternoon. Have a good end of the weekend!
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