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Turkey Trot, Ann Arbor Style

The morning of Allison's baptism, the Kennedys were busy running off the stress of life, and enjoying the last few moments of Fall.

Ethan, Mark and Rebecca signed up for a Turkey Trot in Dexter, Michigan.  Rebecca signed up for the 10K, and the boys signed up for the 15K aka "the Iron Turkey".  This was quite momentous for Rebecca, seeing as she's never run that far a distance.  For the boys, it was just a run in the park (get it?  see what I did there? #punny).

Little did any of us know how it would all play out.

The boys showed up for their start time, thinking that they would just run 9 miles, but it was actually a split run.  They ran the 5K with anyone who was running the 5K, and then they waited for the 10K to start.  This wouldn't normally be a problem, except while waiting (in their damp, sweaty clothes), it started SNOWING.  Like horizontally, blowing snow.  So they started getting really chilled.  I mean, the rest of us, spectators and a waiting runner, were cold enough in our dry layers...

Waiting....
By the time the 10K began, we were all FREEZING!  Thankfully, though, it stopped after about fifteen minutes.  Glo and I headed out with Baby onto one of the paved trails around the metropark and waited for the kids to come in.  And come in they DID!  Ethan and Mark just flew through the course, and so did Rebecca!  It was amazing to see her, running to the finish line.  To me, it didn't look like she'd had any problem at all finishing the course.  She wasn't winded or sweaty or tired or anything.  She's such a champ!

Check out the snow that had started up again!

The coolest thing is that the boys got two medals and two shirts for the two different races.  And in the annals of Kennedy medal history, these might be the coolest.  Two medals that standing alone are awesome enough, but together have magnets that form one giant medal.  I will admit that I was green with medal envy :-)

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  1. I love that first photo! At least Rebecca looks happy to be out in the cold :)

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