Countdown 13 days

The marathon is getting near. I can just smell the discarded GU packs. I can envision the people scurrying for Porta Potties. I know the sign of someone who is faking a cramp because they are done...finished...tapping out. As I wait for my Five Guys burger and fries, it hits me that the next two weeks will require mega sleep and monk like diligence. Its time to channel the inner Zen, drink water, get my chi right, and breathe deeply. It's a call to be organic and think clarity...oh wait, they just called my number, they better have put Mayo and A1 on this thing -- I need a milk shake.