It turned out there was one other flight that would just barely get me to Chicago on time for my job interview, but it was all the way on the other side of the airport. What was the name of the airline again? I think it was something like Flights R' Us. Was the "R" backwards? God, I hope not. Geez. Stupid smart carts. More like dumb carts. If we miss this flight, it's all Barney's fault. You know, Barney never would have run the marathon in the first place if Marshall hadn't broken his toe. Yeah, so? What, you think this is my fault? For Marshall, the initial idea to run the marathon came way back in April. My pants are starting to feel a little tight. Oh, that's okay. I love that cute little belly. I cannot allow this. What? I am going to run the New York City Marathon.