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The Annual Running of the Crabs

I don't know.  It's 7:38 a.m., and I couldn't come up with a better title.  I might love it when I'm bit more coherent...or I might hate it :-)

Every year, third weekend in October, the Kennedys can be found in the same place:  Baltimore.  More specifically, the Hampton Inn on Russell street across from the Orioles stadium.  Purpose:  to run in the Baltimore Running Festival.  I do believe, with the exception of Glo, every Kennedy has run in some part of the festival now, and that's a really. big. deal.

This year, both Ethan and Mark decided that they were going to run the full 26.2 miles.  I can't remember who decided to do it first (I think it was Ethan).  Unfortunately, John's knee decided to blow itself out during the summer, so for Ethan's first full marathon, John wasn't even running.  Oh, the irony.

I do believe that Ethan has a blog post, ready to go about the day, and in my opinion, he's the only one who should be writing about the day, but in the meantime, these pictures will need to hold us over.

Knowing the boys weren't done on Friday until 3:30, and knowing that it's a ten hour drive to Baltimore, I bought them airline tickets to Baltimore.  Baby was obviously ready to go <3


Glo and I drove like the wind (when we could...stupid Harrisburg) to get to the expo on time to pick up everybody's packets.  The crazy thing is that there is absolutely no parking around the convention center, so we made our own spot, ran in, and hoped for the best.  Poor Greenie was shaking in his axels, being left outside in downtown Baltimore.


We were planning some great dinner, but I was tired.  And yes Mickey, dreams can come true.  Ethan found a Chipotle only blocks from our hotel.


Because I was running the 5K, I have to do things that make me not feel like such a loser.  When I used to run long distances, I felt legitimate, but not so much these days.  I actually like to take pictures now, and trust me, there are some funny ones.


I also decided to play Pokemon Go.  John and I have found that cities are great places to find Pokemon.  I especially liked this Pokestop :-)


Unbelievably, I ran the entire thing, even after messing up my back just days earlier.  And to my complete surprise, I wasn't the last person in.  No joke, I have been there before (1997, first marathon, Dayton Ohio).

The boys ran.  And ran some more.  Mark was injured, and Ethan pressed on.  But again, I'm hoping Ethan will take a moment and record this event for us.  I was insanely proud of them.


Thankfully, Greenie survived a night of being parked on a random street.  And Baby photobombed our picture :-)


I made the executive decision of where we were going to eat when we got back to State College, and we met Poppie there.  Those rocking chairs have never looked so good!



And what do we Kennedys do the day after running a marathon?  We move all of the furniture out of our kitchen, family room and living room into the front hall so that our floors can be refinished.  And Mark and John move the piano.  With a car jack. #thisiswhatwedo


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