Flying pigs, puffy faces, and poop

"Swine flew? Who knew?" That's not something clever I thought up, but it was the only reference to that nasty virus that we encountered while running the Cincinnati Flying Pig Marathon (Matt) and half marathon (Anna). Neither of us crossed the "Finish Swine" in record time but we were happy to finally put all our winter training to the test. Apparently, it wasn't enough to beat any personal records but we enjoyed the semi-cool day, the free water and Gatorade, and all those hills. The course took us back and forth between Ohio and Kentucky via bridges over the Ohio River. We had fun. Thanks to Faith P. for taking care of Miles while we ran!

Here is a picture of us in Ohio. You can see Kentucky on the other side of the river, which actually belongs to Kentucky along this stretch.

Kudos especially to Matt, who ran the race after a severe allergic reaction that puffed his eyelids, nose, and lips up to twice their normal size (and put an itchy rash on his neck and arms). During the three days of puffiness (starting Friday, May 1), Miles was a little wary of him, "Daddy Sca-ee," and strangers averted their eyes. We still don't know what he's allergic to (or to what he is allergic). See picture below.


Miles loved the pre-race expo where we picked up our numbers, along with a few free samples, and Miles did a little training of his own on a larger-than-life potty.


Here is Miles doing a little post-race pooping. At that time, he'd pooped on his little potty four days in a row. The pooping stint has ended. He still tells me that he's pooping, he just likes to do it in the comfort of his diaper. I knew he would digress, I just really hoped that he wouldn't.

Below you'll see Matt and Miles stretching after a long run. Speaking of long runs... Matt ran 20 miles a couple of weeks ago. Before setting out on this last big run, he threw a few snacks in his bag--some Red Vines, chips, water. When he got back to the car, he was ready for the snacks and was disappointed that one of the Red Vines was missing. He drove home, worked in the yard, chatted with Anna. Work done, he came inside to shower; when he took off his hat he discovered the missing piece of licorice--a little salty, but still edible. Scroll down for the photo.