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'Twas the night before the marathon, and all through the house...
(Okay, it was actually the "night before the night"...but that doesn't have quite the same ring to it.)
I was stirring like crazy. I had so much to do. Pack my bag. Bedazzle my race belt. Pack my breakfast. Charge my Garmin. Check to make sure I had my favorite race outfit. Double check to make sure I had my favorite race outfit. Triple check. Paranoid much???
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