7.08.2009

101 days

No, not 101 days till the wedding. I got an email in my inbox today warning me that I've got 101 days till my first marathon. Egads.

October on MDI, Maine

Fred and I run casually, infrequently, and slowly. Last summer we saw an ad in the local paper for this particular marathon, and it was just far enough away to think about training and running. Having a goal was a great kick in the pants, so we went for it.

October on MDI, Maine

As it turned out, I injured my foot in training so I had to back out. But Fred still ran it. The whole darn thing. I ran the first mile and the last 6 with him, and it was awesome. Well, I thought it was awesome. He's cringing in every picture I have of him from that day, but still.

October on MDI, Maine

The trick is that this year the marathon happens exactly a week after our wedding, and starts in precisely the same town where we happen to be honeymooning. We figure we'll make it an annual thing and take a weekend away for our anniversary/marathon. Otherwise we'd never get up to Maine in October, and Maine in October is seriously worth getting away for.

October on MDI, Maine

It's cute, Fred registered for both of us, and he registered me with what will be my brand new last name. I'm trying to decide whether to run in a veil, or something silly like that.

October on MDI, Maine

If I'm 101 days away from my marathon it means I'm 94 days away from my wedding. That's all well and good. Designing and sewing a wedding dress in 94 days doesn't scare me one bit. (Nope, I haven't started yet, although it's sketched out and I'm pretty sure it'll be lovely.)

October on MDI, Maine

101 days to a marathon? Terrifying.

October on MDI, Maine

(All pictures taken during our marathon weekend last year. Can you tell I'm completely enamored with the place? I promise, I'll move on to other topics soon enough.)

1 comment:

Hall said...

what a gift these photos are, moreso with your wonderful accompaniment. I hope your days ahead are fruitful and only a little crazy....