In 1996, my future wife and I went on our first trip together.  Disneyworld.  We had no kids, were just out of college, and rather than go to a beach or some party city, we chose the Magic Kingdom.   Disney is a part of the lives of millions of around the world so we aren’t that unusual.

Over the years we’ve been to Disneyland Paris, Disneyland (California), and Aulani – Disney’s Hawaii resort.  We are Disney Vacation Club members.  Yes, we are a Disney family.

In 2016 I told my wife I wanted to run the Disneyworld Marathon.  “oh no you aren’t, not without me” she said.  Huh.  I’ll get her.  So when Marathon registration opened up, I went online and signed her and I up.  She’s a teacher, so in the middle of class she gets an email saying she was registered for the 2017 Disneyworld marathon.  THAT generated an interesting response.

The deal was she would do it, but I couldn’t tell anyone.  She was petrified she would not finish.  I was confident she would.  The week before the race, we told her mother (somebody had to watch the kids when we were at Disney).  Her mother had a suspicion – mother’s have that intuition no matter what the age.

Marathon morning at Disneyworld was the coldest marathon morning I had ever had.  January in Florida this year was MUCH colder than normal – colder than the early November NYC Marathon I had done just two months ago and cooler than the late November Philadelphia marathon I had done just 7 weeks before.

We wore three layers of clothes and were finally off.  It was truly a great experience.  Running through all four Disney parks – places we had been numerous times, was just such a thrill.  Disney says every mile is magic.  It sure was.

Now I’m married to a marathon runner.  How cool is that!

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Living in the Hudson Valley of New York State, at age 40 (almost 41), I had a health scare and had to make serious changes in my eating and exercise habits. This is the story of how, I went from Morbidly Obese to being a Marathon Runner and ran 12 marathons in 12 months. After I ran several more, I did something I never imagined possible: I am an Ironman.

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