Tomorrow I am going to try(succeed) in running(completing in under 13 hours) my first 50 miler! I’m so nervous I’m sick. I’m excited… and I should be asleep cuz I have to get up at 230 am but it’s impossible. I have spent the day with my 5 year old at the e.r after he gashed his head open. He got 2 staples. And then I had to help my roommate leave- soooooo I have been alone tonight. And grateful, but feeling the enormity of my life and goals on my own shoulders. I have no one here to help me with pre race jitters and I could but I’d be settling which I refuse to do. So here I sit, exhausted, anxious, grateful and binge eating my face off.

Time to try to get 4 hours of sleep in!!!