It's 36 hours to race start.
Oy. I am so nervous it's not funny. Will the training pay off? Will the fact that I have not run at all this week erase all the hard work I've done? Will the purple wig stay on my head during the race? What if I pass out on the course?
I have to admit, this week has been hard, and it's been a bad week to let all my race discipline fly out the window. We're in a bit of a state of flux at our house - we're packing up for a move on June 15th, my fiance has been in China for the past 2 weeks (he just got home tonight), and his sister comes for a visit this Saturday. In fact, her plane touches down at Newark right around the time of the starting gun for the Freihofers. So I've been running a little ragged, trying to get two houses in order, sorting, boxing, and working my regular 8 hour day on top of that.
So race day will dawn with me not having run for a week. My fiance, who was the most tremendous coach and support during last year's race, will be picking up his sister from the airport. I think my soon-to-be stepson will be with me, but I might be doing this alone. That's ok, because I'll have my LLS teammates there.
I'd like to wax lyrical about how wonderful this whole experience has been for me, because it truly has been a life-changing process, but I think that's a blog better left to be written on a post-race euphoric high.
Meanwhile, I'm just going to bite my fingernails a little bit and try to get a really good night's sleep on Friday!
