Half Marathon today.
The water's on for my morning coffee. I'm dressed for arctic conditions. It's the coldest day in Florida this fall - 43. Stop laughing everybody. It's all relative.
The dogs are fed. I am fed. My bag is packed with all the essentials. Susie wished me good luck last night.
I had a weird dream again, of being very late to the race. Somehow I parked near downtown; but the start is uptown. I had to jog the length of the city to reach the start. They were taking up the timing mats when I arrived. I decided to bag the race. Strange.
So, since I do not really want to be late, I will grab the coffee and skeedaddle (sp?).