![]() It was harder and harder to find the time, especially during the week, to get in more than just a few miles at a time. My wife went back to work, and daycare entered the routine. Then as fall started, we moved and my commute more than doubled in time. Sometimes it was hard to find the time, but other times it was nice to have an excuse to get out of the house. I was able to go for short evening runs and longer weekend runs throughout the summer. Our daughter was only about a month old, but I got out there in the nice summer weather and got a workout in the books. My first training runs wouldn’t have to start until June. I had run a half marathon last April, so I had a vague notion of how much training it would take to really complete a marathon. Of course, I never took into account what my actual day-to-day life would be like this year, when our baby-to-be became a baby-is-here. ![]() It’s not even close to comparable, but I felt like I needed to put myself through something painful and strenuous to be able to better commiserate with what my wife would have to go through. The combination of that amazing time and the knowledge that my wife would be going through just about the most physically painful thing a human can go through the next spring made me do something bold: I decided to sign myself up to run the Mount Desert Island Marathon. It was a great weekend in Acadia with friends last October (you know, throwing the dog in a canoe on a pond, tromping through the woods on freshly fallen leaves with my pregnant wife and our friends, watching the stars and drinking some beer while waiting for the bonfire to die down, cheering on as friends came across the finish line in Southwest Harbor).
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