December 27 - Off to run 23 miles

As I sit here at 4:10 a.m. eating my nicely peanut buttered toast and banana with bottle of water, I wonder if I am crazy. It's foggy out (65 degrees, 100% humidity...bleh), the rest of the world's sleeping, and I slept horrendously - partially due to the upstairs neighbors, and partially due to the racing thoughts known as the "23-miler." I know I can do it. Laura's picking me up at 5 and we're off to the Rail Trail. I just can't believe it's almost January, and the race is just around the corner. Time flies when you're...having fun?