Coming out of the airport, it can be tough to take the purple line back home at night. The purple line isn't directly connected to the airport. Instead, you have to go from orange to red to purple. Then you have to walk home to your dorm after that.
The red line is where you see some unusual characters. The orange line is filled with your usual suspects. But the red line could have drunk people coming back from the Cubs game, your stereotypical homeless man, or a sleepless, overemployed waitress. Sometimes the journey is uneventful. Sometimes the train is delayed.
You never really know how long the trains will take, so you have to pack a jacket. Chicago can get a little windy. You also have to be careful. If you're not careful, you might miss something.
You might miss a trickle of liquid trailing near your 47.3-pound bag. If you did, you'd easily find a grinning man you had been ignoring for some time now. He seems to be generally harmless, but he likes to have his fun too. It can be cleaned, though. When you step away, he doesn't follow.
The trip is taxing, even for your suitcase wheels. They break often when you make that kind of a trip. But it's worth saving the money. It's also arm training. The biceps complain, but the forearms are strong. They've been strong for a while now.
It's been a couple of steady months of progress at the gym. The kind of progress you don't notice until you're walking the last mile after leaving the purple line stop. It hurts, but you're used to it by that point.
It's just another rep.