Today is packet day. I hope to pick up my race packet. Ran five miles this morning, and that's it 'til the big day. My knee kills.
Tomorrow is eye day. I have a consultation to discern the possibility of having surgery to fix my eyesight.
Thursday I will attempt to take myself and the kids to daily Mass. I have a lofty goal of making it at least once a month to daily Mass with the kids. One of my brave friends is going to attempt it with me.
Friday is the 13th, so I plan to celebrate. Thirteen is a good number for me. I was born on the 13th, married on the 13th, and hope to run 13 miles like a champ! Or at least like a girl who wants to have fun with this running thing.