the excitement grows.

on my 5miler this morning, i re-learned things I had known well before 4 weeks of running in Vegas: miles 2-3 suck, Molly needs more than one restroom break, and it gets faster. I'm running about :20/mile faster than I did at the beginning of summer. I'll take it.

this morning, I took my shiny new social security card and spent some quality time at the DMV. After living here in denial for 27 months or so, I surrendered my DC driver's license and am now a full-fledged Illinoisian. Or Illinoisite. Or whatever. I'll have this license all of, what, two weeks? Then, it's back to the DMV for the name change.

I rode my bike to work to facilitate the DMV trip. I was ashamed when I realized my ATAC shoes were still in my race bag from the Alterra race. Between the trips to Vegas, the running, and walking to work, my poor bikes rarely see the light of day.

the fact that i'm going to be married in four days is sort of stunning to me. I never thought I'd get married, and I sort of quite enjoyed single-hood while I had it. I love Ben incredibly and really want to be with him forever, but it's just such a 180 from where I was five years ago. I guess I'm marveling more at how the man was right: you grow up, at least in some ways, eventually. Sometimes the change is hard to own up to. But not this one.