Glad It Wasn't a Race

I mapped out a route. Laid out my running clothes. Made arrangements to meet Ruth Anne and Eileen for breakfast. Then went to bed. Without setting my alarm. Woke up about 10 minutes after I needed to be out the door. So, I will drive downtown to send off my runners then go cheer on the course as planned. If the day and my legs aren't shot I will try to get my 24 miler in at noon. Damn I'm glad this wasn't a race. I'll probably have nightmares about missing my race for a month.