In a day and a half, I’ll be running my first ever 50 mile race. I’m scared as heck and have been acting a little kooky for the last day or so. Have you ever been SO EXCITED for something, and wanted to CRAP YOUR PANTS at the same time?? Well, that’s how I feel right now. Hopefully the latter won’t happen.

Today, Tony and I were driving around and saw this:

We drove past it too fast and I couldn’t get a pic, so Tony switched to the slow lane and I got a good shot. I’ve been on ice-cream/froyo withdrawal for the last 2 weeks, and I’m already thinking about what I want to indulge in on Sunday. If I run 50 miles, that means I can eat 5,000 calories worth of ice cream and not gain wait. (Right? 😉 ) Yessss!!

To rid myself of all this nervous energy, I’ve been doing some funky dancing. Unfortunately for you all, I have no videos, so you’ll have to just imagine it. Or ask Tony. He loves when I funky dance, and I’m sure the looks he gives me are ones of awe and admiration.

Instead, I’ll show you all my talent for making weird faces.

And your welcome.

Hope everyone has a relaxing weekend! Think of me this Saturday and send me some positive energy!!