I have a 9:40am Sunday start, and I’m not going to mince words:
|This only looks innocuous. Click on the photo
to see the rest of the album.
Sunday’s forecast is temps in the mid 60s and sunny after hitting a low of near freezing. It’ll be chilly at the start, no doubt. I know it sounds ridiculous because I’ll be muddy and drenched, but I’m glad I’m not doing this in the rain.
|The National Weather Service forecast as of today.|
|I feel like I need to add a “KAPOW!” or “ZOWIE!“
In Comic Sans, of course.
Despite my over-thought guaranteed-to-succeed strategies, I really am nervous about this. Like, nervous enough that if I think about it too much, I feel like puking (this has been going on since Monday, by the way).
My main goal is to survive. This goal is followed closely by “emerge with all my bones and ligaments attached,“ to paraphrase a woman I know as Volklgirl. Actually, now that I think about it, I should add “…and with no concussion.” After that, it’s to have fun. And finish. With the Artist, if he’s there. For kicks, I’ll throw in finishing in under 3 hours as another goal, and in under 2 and a half hours as the cherry on top, although realistically, there will be points when I’m just hanging out waiting to get onto obstacles, and I’ll be with a couple of pals.