Marathon Memories: An Intro

Runners sweat it out in 2007's scorcher.

I feel like I've had this October planned for at least the last two years. I want to say that I've known since late 2006, after recovering from running 26.2 miles, that I'd be running the Bank of America Chicago Marathon at least through 2009. Call it stuck on a number, call it stubbornness, call it addiction (there are worse vices after all), I'm less than a week out from the race, battling through injury and poor training and excuses, yet still planning to run my 10th Chicago Marathon.

And in those almost 10 years, I've acquired my fair share of memories from registration to course changes to crazy weather. To get in the race day spirit--and since I need all the help I can get to forget any foot pain that likes to appear if I think about it--I thought it'd be fun to look back on the highs, lows and memories from this decade of marathons. Join me on my journey as I reminisce over those experiences. First one up...2000. Photo grabbed from Rhett Sutphin at flickr. Posted by Kate