Thursday, August 30, 2007
Well, the race just got more real for me. The bib numbers are in. I was trying to figure out this nervousness. How can I be so nervous? I feel prepared. But can't seem to shake the jitters. It's the same feeling you had when you were a kid waiting in line at the carnival. You wanted to ride the Zipper but when you saw it spinning and flipping and watched how high in the air it was when it stopped and then there was the chance you would stop upside down - well geeze, just writing it I'm getting nervous. But then you got on and well, it was great. The tumbling and turning and laughing and screaming. And then you got off and you wanted to do it all over again. Well, I'm waiting in line to get on.