I survived the Expo. (Unlike most racers, I’m not a fan of expos mostly because I suck at asking for free stuff.)
I have my gear laid out. (Which is not the gear I had indented on using…considering one week ago I was sweating my brains out-and a significant volume of tequila-on my 12 miler)
And I have a sweet sign. (Care of my beloved Christine…who impulsively joined me in St. Pete for the weekend…see, we were impulsively destined to be besties!)
Love to all,
~the “hey, so I’m actually going to be covering 13.1 miles tomorrow, you know, in a race” gal, Jess



