So nervous-- only one day till I leave

This man is such a saint. His wife died of a blood cancer many years ago. Instead of becoming bitter, I think it might have made him the most generous man on the planet. He comes every Saturday a.m. before 7 a.m., whether 90 and humid or below 10 and freezing, to Stoney Creek and brings food, a warm heart, and drives down to mile threee to set up a "Team in Training" water/lemondage/hot cidar you name it stop. Or what coach Ken calls "The Water Cooler". As in "Laura! Stop lingering around the water cooler and get running again!" His words here I will carry with me to Arizona and my race this Sunday. For all this love and support, he wants one thing: for us to finish our races.