Picked up my packet. Met Jon and Waverly. Back in my truck putting race number on and trying to stay warm. I love race day mornings. All the anticipation, eager volunteers, nervous energy, everyone just waiting anxiously for the start yet relishing the moment. This one's only a 5 miler.... Funny how that sounds. Two and a half years ago, the longest I'd run was 3.1 miles.
It's 7:37 AM. I better get to the starting line via a potty break.
Run well and eat well America!