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We just completed another marathon. My second and Tarah's third. The event was on beautiful Mount Desert Island, home to Bar Harbor and Acadia National Park. The course was amazing and grueling. Yet again, our training fell off quite a bit, read: none at all, but we both survived and we'll be back at it again next year, hopefully in a bit better shape.

The festivities kicked off last evening with a delicious all you could eat pasta and salad dinner, an impromptu auction to raise funds for the Island's new ASPCA, and guest speaker, 1984 Olympic Marathon Champion, Joan Benoit Samuelson.

Before the wedding and honeymoon and job craziness, we were both doing a pretty great job of training for our big scenic run, but alas, our lives caught up with our training pace and put a pretty big damper on our preparation. I thought that I might even be able to qualify for Bean Town's Patriot Day run, but after last year's fiasco of attempting to qualify without training I decided to go out a little more conservatively. I didn't quite get my goal of a sub 4 hour race, but I think that I'll be able to do my job at the Teen Center tomorrow, which is pretty important. Tarah came in just a bit over 6 hours and fortunate enough to be one of the last people to receive a massage at the finish line, though.

All in all, it was a pretty good day. The hills were a little more brutal than I had anticipated, but the sights were even better than I imagined. We knocked off another state and we met some pretty great people.

Now it's time for a giant pizza and some couch time.