There's not much more to say. I've committed to my goals. I've admitted my fears. And I've picked my theme song. Soon I will be picking up my race packet. Then I will see what's new in the beer aisle of my local grocer for suitable post-race hydration. Meanwhile I'm pre-hydrating with plain old water.
Tonight I'll hit the hay early after preparing my race day supplies. I am carrying a small throwaway water bottle so I can skip the first two water stops. I'm also carrying some Clif Shot Bloks to consume before the first Gu station (about 10 miles).
The race starts at 7 a.m. EST, for those of you waking up to cheer me on. The weather forecast calls for temperatures in the high 50s with a 50 percent chance of rain. I might have to try the trash bag look.
And now, into the void ...
Wherein we like to see who catches our references.
The Sean joins in on the exorcism and evokes his inner Theodore Herzel ... or maybe it was just his inner Walter: "If you will it, it is no dream."
Answer: What the fuck is that?
Happy Hour is nearly upon us, teammates. Have several for me, as I am abstaining tonight. Good luck to my fellow racers. Run well and drink well. Cheers!