Tomorrow Morning

I would so much rather be getting up at 4:00 a.m. to put on running clothes and run 13.1 miles than to lazily place a turkey in the oven and go back to sleep.

Just kidding.

I never place turkeys in ovens. Well, I used to quite regularly, to slice up for sandwiches for R. They were delicious. But it was too labor intensive and we discovered we can pay Boar's Head for the same thing. Who knew?

Aaaaanyway.

Checklist:

• Decide what I'm wearing. (Can't yet, don't know the weather. Yes I know we're in the midst of a drought but does it have to rain *that* day? I mean, come on!)
• Put vitamin water into Nathan flasks
• Charge Nanny
• Load Nathan with clif bloks
• Bring cash for MARTA
• Pack backpack with clothes
• Start freaking
• Stop freaking
• Some other stuff I've already forgotten.

OMG it's tomorrow. Gah! Wait, calm. Breathe. You can walk it if you want.

OK, check two things off my list already!

Tonight: sleep
Tomorrow: run like yer ass is aflame, beeeeyotch! Woo hoo!

Ahem.

I'll let you know how it goes. Have a wonderful holiday.