|It looks like this...but glows in the dark.|
I get to the start, futz with my bib -- there is always something wrong with the bib -- and I get started.
There are strange things going on around me.
I run at Olympic Trial pace which is faster than I can run a two mile time trial for the first 16 miles and I feel great...and then I wake up.
I don't get to find out if I run for the US Team in Rio. I also don't get my victory ride on the flying buffalo.
Clearly it is getting close to marathon time.