Coming from a fun and different evening out with Geoff… We got dressed up to attend a 50′s party then proceeded to go carb load dressed from a different era, I Woke up early and scared.
Stomach full of knots as we drove to the airport, broke down crying like a kid when I had to say goodbye. (please don’t tell anyone, it was a bit embarrassing!
I’m usually a pretty brave girl, not very much makes me scared but I have to say thats the main emotion I felt this morning and for the past few days as well.
A good kind of scared, kind of like the scared you get in grade 5 before an oral presentation.
Knowing myself, I’m going to keep feeling like this probably until we start getting underway. Race jitters but on a much different scale that I’ve ever felt before.
To keep busy on the flight I was reading our safety procedures when encountering wildlife. They defined what to do for bears, bisons, coyote and wolves. But my favourite one was the one associated with a deer:
“try not to run into it, it’ll hurt you more then you’ll hurt it.
On this note, I’m resuming trying to not get spooked by a bumpy flight; looking forward to arriving in Vancouver – my good good friend Marie is picking me up for a little bit of an adventure before I hit the road.
xoxox
ISA
