Saturday, September 20, 2008


It’s not outside of the realm of possibility that, come tomorrow, I will completely regret the words I am about to type, but here goes nothing… and everything…

I am freaking kid-on-Christmas-morning giddy stupid excited about tomorrow’s run. I’m sorry… tomorrow's… ahem… 20 mile run. The big 2-0. This is it people. From here it’s nothing but blue skies and puppies before marathon day.

Bring. It.

Say it with me.

Bring Period It Period.

I have half a mind to put on my damn singlet and just go now.

But crazy aside, this run is nearly three years in the making. This will be the biggest thing I’ve ever done… provided that I do it.

Next stop the marathon.

And then world domination.

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