I keep getting these nagging feelings like there's something I have to do this weekend... and then fret for a moment that this weekend is the half... and then remember it's next week.
Last night Lindsay asked if we could go to expo together, which reminded me that I needed to print out my packet pickup info. (There's not much else for me to be doing at the office...) Printed it out, thought "Ooh, 1500, that's a cool number" and then read my corral placement. Corral 1? Huh? Projected finish time 1:30? What?
Let's just say I'll be gracefully dropping back a few (or a dozen) corrals.
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