Two more hours until weigh-in. If I stay the same, I'll be happy. If I lost this week, I'll believe in miracles. If I gain, I won't be surprised. I think I've just cleared all the possibilities, so I just have to wait.
Oh, and a cold front is coming in Thursday! The high Saturday is supposed to be 88! Woo-hoo! Low of 68-70. So I'm defintely going to do 16 miles, but if I haven't passed out, maybe I'll do an extra lap around Memorial, which will make my total 19 miles.
I am going to hurt Saturday night. I am already planning an ice bath and lots of movie-and-couch time.
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