I realized that the last time I really raced, was at the E100. In August. That was 6 months ago. Moab doesn't count. Saturday cannot come quickly enough. Just for the sake of competition, camaraderie , and of course to put a salve on the addictive masochism of endurance racing. I need this. I need the overwhelming thoughts that cascade upon me at 11:55 Saturday morning. The quiet determination of 9PM, and the aching fatigue of 3AM. I need the Sunday sunrise, and the unmatched feelings of relief, accomplishment and exhaustion that Noon will bring. 2007 is here, and I say...bring it on!