Tomorrow I leave for New York City. I’m excited. I’m not sure if I’m more excited about the marathon on Sunday or just being in New York. Who am I kidding; it’s the shopping! And the food.
I am having some packing frustration though. I’m not sure what to wear. Here’s the weather prediction:
Now the race starts at 10 A.M. on Sunday and the temps that day are high 54 low 43 degrees. Do I wear shorts or tights? Two long-sleeved shirts or a long-sleeved and a tank under? You’d think I’d never run a marathon before. I have stuff strung all over the place, which is so unlike me.
And what do I take for a jacket the rest of the time? Coat, sweater or jacket? I’m leaning toward the coat – it’s satin and I love satin and I’d get to feel myself all day long.
And yes, those are shiny red boots you see. I’m taking them and I’m wearing them. They go great with satin, how could I not? I might sleep in them too. I’d have done it already but Michael has banned boots from the bed.