Excited isn't quite the word..... giddy, apprehensive, a bit scared, bouncing up n down on my seat with ADHD all come to mind.
I signed off at work today, got heaps of stuff to do including 2 loads of washing - I already have a large amount of stuff on my sofa, the floor, the kitchen worktops, the shed...and I still need to get a new tent I have no idea how it is going to get in the bag! The bag of spares alone looks fit to explode! But I've been told to take everything I expect I could possibly need.
I was going to be leaving tomorrow as my Daddy is driving me to Builth Wells for the start and he couldn't do Saturday but I am his princess and he has managed to swap things around and is now taking me on Saturday. I wasn't too worried about going down a day early except for the fact that I'm no way near ready. Mentally I am, logisitically I'm not. I had emailed the organisers when I suspected I may be there early offering some help marshalling a MTB marathon that is going on there on the Sat as I would be at a loose end, and not knowing anyone it might have been a good opportunity to make new friends.
So registration is on Saturday, where we get our holdalls (it's a bit of a pain in the arse having to repack but i guess it would have been more of a pain in the arse for them to send them all out) so long as Daddy doesn't mind waiting.
I've got a check list ready for things I need to make sure I take, unlike most girls summer holidays, this checklist doesn't contain high heels, straighteners or condoms, the only lube I have on the list is GT85 and fork juice!
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