I realize that our house gets very different in the taper week. Jay and I turn weaker - both very strong people, we go through struggles wondering if we'll survive this round of 26.2. I called Jay a pussy this am because he's had a different ailment for the last week. He so isn't a pussy and now I feel bad for calling him that and I'm about to go apologize. I just know he is stronger than sometimes I think he knows he is.
I also need to go finish packing but I am doing my last icing before we leave. The weather is looking good - chilly but good for Sunday. Tara and I have corresponded and we'll meet in Chi-town at some point- I can't believe it's here. Seems like centuries ago I sat exactly where I am right now and hit the 'pay now' button on the registration website - that was 7 months ago.
I can't wait to see how we do on Sunday.