Sunday, August 08, 2004
Just finished packing. This sort of trip is the kind of thing that usually trows me off the track: I'll be in court all day for several days, and I'll need to work late to get ready for the next day's proof. But Saturday's 15 has me terrified, more scared than the back to back to back trials I've got stacked up. So I've got my shoes and shorts and singlets. I've got my anti-blister system. I've got a map of Central Park, and I've printed out Higdon's workout for the week. Instead of sitting in my room reading transcripts and drinking Sapporo, I'll be going 3-7-4.
