I just got home from the TNT travel meeting. Jersey, itinerary, luggage tags, other bits of group travel paraphernalia. OK, I may have said I would be packing and repacking Thursday? Uh, yeah...
NO!! I'm starting now. I have washed almost everything I own, just in case I might need it this weekend. The only thing I cannot take with me this year is the one thing I will need the most out there: Paul. He is staying home and minding the House of Hooligans. Seeing him at Mile 11 and when I crossed the finish line last year was exactly what I needed. Knowing him, I'll receive photo and text messages throughout the race. Egging me on! More like encouraging me. :P
I'm building my play-list. I don't like being one of those goobers on the course who needs tunes to keep moving. Maybe it comes from all those years of dancing? Always moving to music. Geez, I need music to do almost anything! I also run to the beat. So, Pink Floyd is out. With their seven-four rhythm? Forget it. Duran Duran, Cher, 80's hair bands, some club music, disco, too. Songs that remind me of friends and family, songs that make me laugh, songs that will get me from start to finish.
OK, where is my suitcase?
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