The night before...

So, I'm typing this from my hotel bed in good old Houston, Texas. I came down here tonight with my mom because my flight leaves at 8:10 tomorrow morning and we didn't want to have to brave the traffic. Also, I'm shipping my bike on the plane and I've got no idea how long that'll take. This last week or so has really worn me out. I've been saying my goodbyes to friends and family and at the same time trying to be as physically and mentally prepared as possible. I'm looking forward to getting some sleep on the plane tomorrow so I can hopefully hit the ground running for orientation. At this point, its rough because there's not much more I can do to prepare, but I can't start just yet. So I'm just waiting and hoping and praying that I'm ready, but I can't change anything. I just really need things to start happening to take my mind off the waiting. I'm sure tomorrow will change that.