Toaster Over Olympics
Saturday wouldn't have been complete without me doing something somewhat out of the ordinary.. like.. carrying a toaster oven almost a mile and a half through Chicago. A toaster oven isn't that heavy, and 1.3 miles isn't that far, but the shape and size of the box is big enough to be awkward. And awkward enough to become almost unbearable pretty quickly.
To put things into perspective, I'll completely disregard scale and overlay our route on top of another map:
From this, you can easily see that I practically walked across a good chunk of North America. Pictures don't lie.