I didn’t sleep well last night. I think my brain was overloaded. I’m new at this! I’ve only ever been in two races- and not long ones. I turned to my Bible this morning to find some comfort and landed here:

I run in the path of your commands, for you have set my heart free. -Psalm 119:32

I might be having butterflies in my stomach for the next 24 hours but my heart is free. I may vacillate between crying and laughing hysterically, but my heart is free. And also, I accidentally checked the weather and found out it’s supposed to rain. So blerg to that. I had my outfit chosen weeks ago (comfort+cute+no chafing) and now that it’s going to be chilly and maybe quite wet, I’ve got to rethink my life. 

Today is rest day. I’ve done all I can do, training-wise. I’m going to eat well today, rest as much as I can, probably foam roll a little, and maybe skip the glass of wine at dinner. I’m also trying to hydrate my butt off so I don’t have to drink a ton of water right before the race – aka have to pee every two miles. I’m laboring over what to eat for breakfast and how much time to allow myself to get there/park/etc. I don’t want to miss packet pick up or not be able to potty before I start!

My sister-in-law and my good friend helped me add some fresh tunes to my running playlist last night, so hopefully I’ll have some interesting things to listen to along the way. That’s really important- I need to stay pumped, or at least not be slow because I listened for funeral dirges. 

Well, my nerves are shot thinking about it this hard. Wish me luck. Say a prayer. Hopefully I can do this:

So that I can start celebrating like this: