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You know that feeling when you walk into class the day of a test and you definitely chose to do something else besides study and now you have that feeling in the pit of your stomach that you are going to fail?

That’s how I feel about this Sunday. I am NOT prepared for this half and I am freaking out. Yes I have gotten all of my long runs in but there were many of shorter runs that I totally blew off. Why you ask? Well that is a very good question. One that I do not have the answer to. It was almost as though I knew I would not be able to train for the terrain so instead of pushing it a little harder during each workout I just said Fuck It.

Not one of my smarter moves…

Oh, and my latest fear is the rain. It is supposed to possibly rain on Saturday and then again on Sunday which will make for a LOT of mud on the course. I keep picturing myself at the bottom of one of the huge inclines on the course and I am unable to make it up the hill because it is muddy and I am weak from not training for hills. Instead of helping me everyone just springs past me climbing the hill like it is nothing… until finally someone stops and they have to push my fat ass up and over the hill. OY.

Now it is the night before I leave for Michigan and I can’t even find a sports bra. This is ridiculous. It is like the sports bra troll came in the middle of the night and took them all. And now he is laughing at me as I clean my room in hopes of finding one. Plus I can’t find the charger for my Garmin. I am hoping, fingers crossed, that it is in my cube and that Laura will be nice enough to swing by the office with me before we hit the road.

Ok. Now that I have bitched about everything…

I still am kind of excited too. Wish me luck!