I’m inside of 48 hours.

I slept like a baby last night.

The only thing on my mind right now is whether or not I should have one piece of cake or two during today’s Halloween party. 

Shouldn’t I be thinking more about that marathon?  Shouldn’t I be a little nervous?  On this morning’s run, I didn’t think about Sunday.  I thought about cleaning the bathroom before my parents come to town tomorrow.  Even the weather forecast for the day isn’t bothering me.