I make no promises that I will remain fully sane for the next 72 hours waiting for this marathon to start. I also cannot trust anyone not to accidentally step on one of my feet, or to bump into me causing me great emotional distress. This body of mine is from here-on-out to be referred to as "The Machine" and I want you to know that it is more fragile than a Faberge egg.
Which is why I have Photoshopped myself into a Bubble Wrap suit, which I will be hypothetically wearing for the next two days. And I put my Photoshopped and Bubble-Wrapped self in front of the Hollywood sign, because I have no life.
Bubble Wrap is quite frankly a great invention.
Created in 1957 by Alfred Fielding and Marc Chavannes, Bubble Wrap is a trademark of the Sealed Air Corporation. In fact, Bubble Wrap is loved by so many folks around the world, that Bubble Wrap Appreciation Day is celebrated every year on the last Monday in January. I didn't make that stuff up either, Wikipedia told me everything I ever needed to know about the material that is going to protect "The Machine" until 7am Sunday morning.
So you are asking yourself, "Is this really necessary?" Why, yes. Yes, it is. And here's why. Over the last two weeks, I have had swine flu, a horrific upset stomach, almost got hit by a car (did I forget to tell you about that one?) and heard my foot crack as if it were a knuckle more than once, so YES. It IS necessary to hypothetically wrap my little self in a big ole pile of Bubble Wrap.
Thank you very much Alfred and Marc. you must have known all the way back in 1957 that come 2009, a hypochondriac named Erin was going to need your invention to protect her from herself and all other living things before she embarked on running, oh say, 26.2 miles.
In. One. Day.
Which is why come the last Monday in January this year, I promise I will salute you.