26.2 Tomorrow!

This is it. This is the moment we've all been waiting for--at least for the last six months. The marathon is TOMORROW. 26.2 freaking miles!

The trail is beautiful, rolling dirt hills... but very very cold.

On the way up here, we stopped in Chico for dinner at a really good raw foods place. In a very satisfying food coma afterward, I passed out in the back seat. I woke up to an entire front wind sheild of white snow. It must have dumped 6 inches while we were driving in the Prius!

So I had the entire Emergency Action Plan in my head... I was ready mentally, but just hoping by the grace of whichever angels were watching, that we'd survive and make it to Susanville. Holy smokes was it scary. No chains, pitch black except for the snowy view.

So tonight we prepare. We just induldged in vegetable soup, salad, hummus and bread. We've turned our little Apple Inn into a bed and breakfast, with one burner, a pot and skillet. We've got enough food for an army! At least for 3 hungry hippos. Marathon training has led me to eat more than I ever have.

I realized something about people. People who don't like to drink enough water, often times overeat... and then the equilibrium gets thrown off.

We have been hanging out the last 2 days, doing lots of yoga, meditating, and my favorite, bird watching! As much as I make fun of the whole bird watching thing, it's actually really interesting. I'm glad I can entertain myself with yoga however.

So tonight I sleep... and tomorrow I finally purge all this stored up energy! Wahooie! 26.2. That's a damn long way to run.

I've got great pictures--the colors here are magnificent. Yellows and reds on the trees, snowy hills and green grasses. Fall has begun.

Hopefully my nerves can calm themselves tonight... and tomorrow I accomplish one of the biggest feats of my entire life... with my parents and one of my best friends.

Life is good.