I really didn’t think I’ll have a chance to blog before Comrades but here I am. Hubby and the friend that is our taxi driver tomorrow has gone to the rugby and I’m all alone in the flat. I suppose I better start on that carbo loading spagetthi bolognaise and roasted potatoes but the energy is lacking.
To get back to the heading of my post – confusion really reigns at the moment.
When I packed for the weekend in Durban my head must have completely left the building because I packed like a complete idiot. Luckily I packed my running stuff more than a week ago and it seems although sanity still prevailed because I have everything I need for tomorrow.
But for the rest of this weekend I was really not thinking. Two pairs of boots – yes two but no trousers only shorts and calve length pants! Quite a statement maker to wear boots with shorts! Two pairs of running shoes and my recover flip-flops – the ugliest things in the world and no proper sandals. This is however not the worst of it!
I packed one panty and pair of pajamas!!! For four days and nights!!!! At least I had a panty in reserve in my running bag but two panties are still not enough.
So yesterday I went shopping in Gateway for pajamas and panties. I came home with a duvet cover for Zoe’s bed and a scarf and socks and TWO pajama tops and no bottoms and no panties!! So now I’m washing one and wearing one and once the clean one is dry I swop!
Goodness I really do hope this porridge brain will be gone by tomorrow this time. It is worse than being pregnant!
Well my blog friends in 12 hours time I should be on the road and hopefully in 24 hours I’m done with a sub 11 hour medal in my grubby sweaty little paw.