Dun...dun...dun

I woke up earlier than I expected to. It's 4:54 and about 2 more hours until the marathon. I'm at DC now and more than ever, I know I need God's help to finish this race. Yesterday was so tiring, coming in here through the Chinatown bus too most my morning and afternoon. NY--->DC just felt like such a long ass trip especially after people decided to extend the 15 minute break to half an hour. And to add to that, I finally arrived but decided to be too much of a guy to ask for directions. The DC Armory was in the SE area, and I ended up in the NW. Only until I went into a McDonald's and used the wi-fi there did I finally realize how far I've gone. So then I took a cab. $12 altogether and all I had with me. $12. Great. The driver started to bitch at me but that story will be told after I finish the race.

I would say WISH ME LUCK, but it would be better if you just prayed for me.

So I'll take it back Old School with this prayer...


"Angel of God, my guardian dear, to whom His love entrusts me here, ever this day [night] be at my side to light and guard, to rule and guide. Amen."

Guardian angel, run with me!

P.S.

the other day I received two scares. I hurt my little toe right after I got out of the shower the other day because I was rushing to get to the bus on time. I banged it on the floor, good thing that was nothing. Then when I was at DC speedwalking on a very uneven sidewalk, I came close to twisting my ankle. So close. It hurt for a bit. ...So yea, "Angel of God, my guardian dear, to whom His love entrusts me here, ever this day [night] be at my side to light and guard, to rule and guide. Amen." It can't hurt to say it twice.