so, i'm like running a marathon in 11 days, and maybe (just maybe) i'm kinda freaking out.
what if i can't find the perfect race outfit (the most important thing after all)?
what if my blisters take over my feet and i'm forced to have mr. lesley push me in a wheelchair through the course?
what if i trip and fall into the fans?
what if i poop my pants because i don't want to stop for a bathroom break (it's been known to happen folks!)?
what if i get 3 miles in and forget how to run?
what if my ipod dies (oh the horror!)?
and the million dollar question...
what if i die right before crossing the finish line?
until all these questions and more are answered, i will just keep breathing into my paper bag and try to remain calm.
everything will be just fine, right?
oh lord, i hope so.