The Night Before the Night Before

I had a little packing meltdown tonight - my first show of nerves I guess. I was frozen at trying to figure out what to wear. I know what I want to wear, I've known for weeks what I'd wear...but the predicted 46 degree morning threw me. We discussed it last night at the track - throw-away shirt, or long socks over the arms would do it. I figured I had a couple shirts I could toss. But then, tonight, when I was digging around, I couldn't think of throwing any shirts away. I don't have any long socks. I have arm warmers, but I don't want to carry them for the rest of the race. I want to run in my tank top, and I'm sure it'll be too cold at the start. No worries though, Eric saved me. He dug around in his stuff and came up with an old gray tech fabric shirt for me to wear and toss. It'll be big on me, but I only plan to wear it for three or four miles. So, now I'm packed, and I'm just waiting to go...

Riley has a cross country invitational way up in Bellingham tomorrow, near the Canadian border, and Eric and I will be heading to the opposite end of the state, over the Oregon border. Web is off in the San Juan Islands on a camping trip. Our family will be spread far and wide - it's a strange feeling to think that in the not too distant future, being that far away from each other will be the norm.

I made the three of us a big spaghetti dinner with sourdough bread tonight (marinara sauce with soy meat, zuchini, onions and peppers- yum!). It's a little early for Eric and I, but Riley needed a good carbo load and it's comfort food around here. Eric and Riley are messing around with a design program on the other computer - it's kind of cool - Riley is so versed in two or three different computer design programs that Eric brings small projects home for him to work on. Riley earns some good money doing it - and, funny, usually teaches Eric something about the program. Of course, it goes the other way too, Eric teaches Riley about design. It's a good deal for both of them.

This is turning out to be a rambling, not really connected post....wonder why? Maybe a little pre-race anxiety, a little bit of an inability to think about much besides the race. I think I'll stop now.

Next time you hear from me, I'll be a marathoner!