Five days…five days…five days…eeep!

Last night I packed. Tomorrow night before I go to bed at 7 p.m., I have to do some laundry and pack last-minute things, but that’ll be it. I feel ready. Strangely, though, I don’t feel all that nervous. Or excited. What’s wrong with me? I think it may be the weather, actually. Rainy and dreary. (Yes, that makes me a little sad. And yes, I still want to move to England. I assure you, rainy and dreary in New Orleans is not at all charming.) Anyway, I guess it’s not such a bad thing that I’m not extremely nervous or excited, because I’m getting enough sleep at least now, which I wouldn’t be getting if I was nervous/excited.

If the weather clears up, I’ll probably go for a three miler this evening, but to be honest, I’m not all that concerned about getting in these little three milers this week. We’ll go for a short walk/jog on Friday when I meet Chris at the hotel, hopefully that will get us on track, jetlag-wise.