After All There's Only One More Sleep Til Race Day!

 We made it! Race packets in hand! I don't know if what I bought to wear will be too hot or too cold, but at least I remembered underwear and socks. And unlike our last vacation when I bought a ten-pack of underwear that ended up BEING size 10, these underwear fit!

We walked around Nashville to stretch our legs, and every third person was smoking! So if I do bad tomorrow it's from smoke inhalation. Steve made me drive so he could work, so if I do bad tomorrow it's because I'm still from driving. We're in a hotel by the airport, so I hope the planes aren't loud--if I do bad tomorrow, it's because I didn't get enough rest. Actually, I've been eating really well and my training runs have gone well, so I'm excited to run tomorrow. Let's just make it fun, shall we kids?

I met Tom King, the man the race is named for. He had a shirt on that said, "I AM TOM KING." I hope that's not the same as being Elvis around here. Looking forward to some BBQ tomorrow when we're done! I'll be the one wearing my finisher's medal.