Half Marathon EVE!

Notice how I didn't preface it with 'Happy'...

My anxiety is around a 3 right now, but it will grow exponentially with each passing hour.

This morning, Kristen, Kristen's dad, and I went to the expo at Fair Park to pick up our purple 1/2 marathon bibs and look at all the vendors. We purchased 1/2 marathon tee shirts and Kristen's dad, we shall refer to him as 'The Genius,' bought Kris and I these awesome tee-shirts from the company One More Mile. The One More Mile booth had a ton of wick-lite shirts with sayings like-

'Running is cheaper than therapy'

'Kick Assphalt'

'Find your happy pace.'

'Seemed like a good idea 3 months ago.' Amen, sister.

'In my dreams, I am a Kenyan.' This one is funny, but the thing is, in my dreams, I have the running capacity of a small child and my legs are moving, but I am going nowhere and my chest is tightening and I can't take in enough air and then I wake up in a sweaty panic.

'13.1 miles: Been there, run that.' - It's still up in the air whether I can claim all 13.1 miles, so I decided to nix that one in case it became a mocking reminder of my impending doom.

I finally decided on a pinkish/red shirt that read...

'Race Day Strategy: Start off slow then back off."

Here are some pictures from the expo...

It was huge. And, I don't know that woman.

Now, I must go update my running playlist and download any last minute tuneage. Come on, Justin, don't let me down.

Update:

Oh no! I have a fever!!

...

Bieber Fever! hehe

okay, bye.