We are off to the races, literally, as soon as Michelle gets home from class. I left work early, so now I am ready to go. I hope I haven't forgotten anything. Heh...arrive on the start line: "Shit! Where are my shoes?"
I just hope that I don't go the way of Phidippides, the first marathoner. He ran the distance of 26.2 miles from the battle of Marathon to Athens to deliver the message of victory, but then he dropped dead.
My goal: to finish (and live!) =)