So Here We Are...

Less than 48 hours to go until the marathon start, and I think I am going to get enough of this bronchitis behind me just in time.  I'm still not 100%, but the cough has quieted down (thank you, Robitussin w/ codeine!) so I will finally be able to get some sleep tonight.

Went to the expo today, where for the first time ever, I stood in this line:

Yikes!  At this moment, it finally became real, and I felt a surge of excitement, panic, doubt, confidence and anticipation all at once. 

Of course, race weekend wouldn't have been complete without at least one more glitch:  My car broke down on the way home from the expo.  On the freeway.  With me in the second lane from the left.  I managed to steer the car over to the right lane and pulled onto the shoulder just as it completely conked out.  It just came back from the mechanic last week, so needless to say, I was pretty upset.  After 45 minutes, AAA showed up and towed me home.  The diagnosis?  The alternator is shot -- something that has nothing to do with the $2,000 worth of repairs we had done last week.  Just great.

At least I am in one piece, this repair is a "do it yourself-er" for either Jim or Wolfie, and, since I'm on vacation, I am not completely dependent on the car right now.  The bad news is that I have to quickly come up with "Plan B" for getting to the race on Sunday.  Just when I had things all figured out...

Despite the setbacks of the past two weeks, I am determined to finish this marathon as best I can.  If that means crawling across the finish line, so be it! :-)

I'm sure I'll have more last-minute panic -- I mean, thoughts -- to share tomorrow!