Scatterbrained

I'm having an existential blog crisis.
As much as I enjoy writing about health, fitness, and life in Chicago, these days I'm more compelled to write about the Blackhawks than anything else. (This is why I've been quieter in the blogosphere during the past week or so.)

Over the years, I've been comfortable sprinkling occasional hockey content into my blog, with heavier coverage during playoff season. However, hockey talk targets a much different audience - and I have plenty more to say than what I've actually posted.

In summary, I am once again considering starting up another blog focused specifically on hockey.

I am really, really balking at the thought of maintaining two sites, though. So we'll see.

In the meantime, before I take any separatist action...

High-level Hawks action
Last Monday, one of Adam's business colleagues, Andrew, invited us to watch the Blackhawks-Leafs game from their suite. Oh my goodness! What a privilege to live the high life for one night.

Thank you to Andrew and Kelley Drye & Warren, LLP for the golden ticket!

The view during the national anthem with the six Stanley Cup Championship banners framing the rafters

From the dessert cart: Blackhawks logo cookies.
These are too precious to eat!

The company hosted a Blackhawks jersey giveaway in between periods. I should have played the Lotto that night because Adam's name was the first winner drawn. Wow! As a result, I got to add a black throwback Panarin jersey to my Blackhawks closet:

Dual Panarin jerseys!

(If you missed it, you can read some of my Artemi Panarin fangirling here.)

I've already told Adam we can dress as a Panarin couple at future Hawks games. (He wasn't as enamored with the idea as I was, LOL.) I don't think it's a coincidence that Artemi got his first career hat trick last night, either. =)

Not pictured: our friend Paul also got selected as a giveaway winner that night. He received a Crawford jersey - and he very generously gifted it to me. WOW. Thank you again so much, Paul!

Sometimes it is just your night!

Life is a Cabaret
I had mentioned that Adam and I went to see Cabaret last Sunday night. It was an amazing, stunning production.

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The show had a wonderful blend of great music, humor, and symbolism. The storylines included extremely poignant messages that resonated with me for days afterwards. Even though I had read the synopsis in advance and knew the ending upfront, my jaw was still on the ground at the close. It's a rarity for me to want to see any musical more than once, but I would enjoy seeing Cabaret again in the future.

Shout out to Maggie - what a pleasant surprise to run into her and her family at the theater that night!

Left: Adam and me
Right: Maggie and me

NEXT UP: I've always wanted to see 42nd Street. I consider it to be a very iconic production with terrific music. What a thrill to find out it is coming to Chicago next month! Tickets will be on order veddy, veddy soon.

Second City
Last night, Lindsay was in town from Pittsburgh to attend the AC/DC concert. It was great to catch up with her over dinner. She has gotten to know Chicago so well that she has honorary Chicago residential status, in my book!

We are already scheming future get-together plans for the Pittsburgh Half Marathon, plus outings to PNC Park, the Bell Centre in Montreal, and a Steelers road game in Indianapolis. So many plans, so little time...

Run for the hills
We are supposed to have very unseasonably warm weather in Chicago this weekend. Temps are forecasted to be in the 50s! I fully expect to see folks running amuck in shorts and t-shirts because that's what I'll be doing. =)

After weeks of incline training on the treadmill, yours truly plans to do my first-ever outdoor hill-training-infused long run on Sunday. I am looking forward to finally getting some practice running downhill, too. The whole run will be quite a challenge.

I am planning to bring my Divvy bike-share key along for moral support. Just in case I need some help getting home afterwards...!!!

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Linking up with Amanda's Thinking Out Loud Thursdays.