I keep having anxiety dreams re: marathon. A couple of nights ago, I dreamed couldn’t find my iPod, and I needed to find a store that was open at 6 a.m. to buy a new one, WHAT DO YOU MEAN NO IPOD-SELLING STORES ARE OPEN AT 6 A.M.?!
Last night, I had two marathon dreams: One that I forgot my bib and timing chip and so they wouldn’t let me race, and another wherein I was late to the race because I had to keep visiting convenience store after convenience store to find orange Gatorade.
Twenty-oneish hours to go.