i just returned from the race expo... picked up my number, shirt, a bunch of powerade gel packs, and a little fuel belt. i was never a fuel belt girl. however, for the sake of a better time, i am willing to reevaluate my fashion priorities. also, my dad pressured me into it.
on the ride back from the expo, we went out for a delicious brunch. and then learned of an unexpected, and given the circumstances, untimely death in the immediate family. which means that i may be here until at least wednesday instead of going right back to newport. i have this wonderful race tomorrow, and now it's all a bit sad.
i'm not sure if this is bad luck or good luck, but while arriving at my brother's house today, i noticed my front left tire was flat. flat flat. flat as my abs flat. flat as my abs, my chest, and my bank account flat. it had lived a good life, i've decided and it did not fail me while i was whizzing down I95 at that same speed last night in CT. so i shouldn't fault it. plus my brother and i are both excellent tire mechanics and i was up and running in short order. i'll have to buy a new tire on monday as all of the tire places are closed for the weekend! darned my luck. it needed a new tire anyhow. out with the old flat worn flabby cracked slow used up crusty wheel. i think i just described my ex....
well, tomorrow is the marathon which means that starting monday, i am in Broad Street Run training!
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