113 Days to go - Facing Down the Diapers
And not just any diapers mind you, the Ultra absorbent diapers! And of course not really diapers (however there are no port-a-johns on the course, I wonder...) but the Ultramarathon. I know, I know, its not a "REAL" ultramarathon since it is ONLY 31.07 miles, but when you've never run more than 26.2 I will not be the one mincing words.
Tomorrow is the big day. Ultra-time. Ultra man. The weather forecast has some nice snow and rain and wind, and with the snow and rain and wind from the previous days it all should add up to some nice mud (Ultra-weather)! At this point I have no thoughts about all of this (Ultra-empty brain). Mostly I try not to think about it (Ultra-Ignorance). Such thinking is bliss, and puts off the pain and suffering a bit farther (Ultra-denial). So it should be lots of fun (Ultra-sarcasm), and I'm really looking forward to it (Ultra-flat out lie). I have no doubts I will make the time (Ultra-no pretense towards truthfulness remains).
Have a great weekend! (Ultra-OK I actually mean that one)