You've played this game, right? When you have something big huge major going on the next day, and you analyze what part of the big huge major you'll be in 24 hours from now. As I write this, 24 hours from now I will be all done with the marathon. Hard to imagine. I woke up this morning around 3:45, and realized 24 hours from then I'd be getting up to get ready to go meet the bus, which will take me up to the start of the race. I woke up again at 6:05, and realized 24 hours from now I'd be crossing the start line. That line of thought has rolled on and on today.
I was in worry mode today (what today? try this whole week) until we went to pick up my race packet. When I saw my bib number was 13, I found my excitement, wherever it has been hiding. Thirteen is my lucky number. I choose day to believe in signs. Everything is going to be great. I'm going to have a good time. I have exhaled.
See you 24 (or so) hours from now.