...and tomorrow, Milwaukee

Tomorrow evening we fly out to Milwaukee for marathon number two. I am now packing, and once again, can't seem to make all things fit. But, if I can pack a rollie* bag for 3 weeks to Guatemala, I can pack for a marathon weekend, right?

Apparently now is not the time to worry about being cute in Milwaukee. It is the time to worry about being warm, cool, hydrated, fed, rested and ready to survive 26.2 miles.

Ok...

Shoes? Check!

Shorts? Check!

Shirt? Check!

Uggs for after the race? Check! For warmth, of course!

*I am not certain of the appropriate spelling for rollie? Rolly?