Midnight. Race in 8 Hours.

Am I the only one that is hit with nerves the night before the big race?  I try to lay down and get some sleep, but no.  I can't.  I'm too busy running a few more miles in my mind to be able to rest.  It's crazy, and it's delicious, and it's a big part of why I love running so much.

Tomorrow morning I'm going to race in the 10 Cane 10k, mostly because I am curious about finding where my speed is at right now.  I spent so much time focusing on distance for the marathon and recovering from the never-ending crud that I have put little effort into speeding things up.  But it's the possibility of a pleasant surprise that keeps me from sleep.

This inability to calm my nerves enough to rest would probably make me a terrible adventure racer.  I was watching some Primal Quest videos the other day, and I have to admit, I'm interested in those too.  What is it with me?  I have so many things on my to-do list; not one of them includes cleaning up the house, which could really use it.  But I'd so much rather hit the road or the trail, come home muddy, and plan the next adventure.  I guess I just need to learn to live with it.

I don't have much more to say.  I guess I'll go lay down and mentally run the race a few times so that I'm ready to go in the morning!