Jitters

Its 5: 30 am. I am up. I am dressed. WCCC tri-top and lucky Nike shorts. Its 47 degrees outside.

So, yeah, its cold. So I got a throw-away long sleeve shirt that I am going to wear up until the race starts and then chuck. Anything that the race officials find on the ground gets donated to Goodwill or the Salvation Army, so I do not feel so bad throwing this shirt away. I am also made a pair of my famous “Ghetto Arm Warmers” last night.

 
I am going to leave here around 6, and head to my office. I’ll park in the office lot and hike over the venue from there. Its only about 1 mile or so. My stomach hurts. Later