Four more days till the big day. As a matter of fact at this time in four days my ass had better be damned near to the top of Hope Pass. Preferably on the other side.
I'm stressed. I feel like I am in a pressure cooker with an 80 lb pack on my back. The taper is going well now, physically at least. Little to no soreness to report and I can tell that my energy level is increasing. But the stress, the anxiety, the nervousness... that is becoming difficult to manage.
There is no doubt that I am ready. My crew is in place. The plans are set. Bags are mostly packed. I'm ready to get this underway. I've been looking at this for nearly a year since my DNF last year... even longer before that. I am ready to do this.
Gear is good, my crew is top notch I have a great pacer and I am in the best shape I can be in heading into this. Be that as it may there are still no guarantees of a finish but I put my chances WAY above the chances of many of the 780 registered runners for this race. I predict that come Saturday evening, there are going to be a lot of disenchanted, chia seed toting, five finger wearing, brokenhearted souls in Lake County. Just a guess. :)
I won't be one of them!