You would think after seven events I'd kinda be over getting excited about walking 60 miles. It would make sense that sitting here nursing some fairly icky blisters in addition to dealing with half an "icy-hot" face due to those pesky bulging discs would somehow dull my enthusiasm for next weekend. Normal people would assume that it would be business as usual at this point....WRONG!

I am so excited it's absolutely silly. I can't wait to see my team walk out of Opening Ceremonies. I'm already looking forward to the conversations I'm going to have with complete strangers on this event. I've already promised several teammates dances on Saturday night in camp (gosh - I hope I like the band!) I'm already looking forward to sleeping in a tent and peeing in porta potties with about 3300 of my new best friends. Do you think there is a drug that will cure this for me???