Preparations going well then?

So, Oblivion times two is next weekend.  This means that by now we're all fit, injury free and ready to race twice in two days.  Um...

It looks like the Happy Cows have rather naturally split into two factions.... there's the sporty running ones who've actually done regular training (Quick Ceri, Beagle Nic and Wee Gill) and then there's Ice Cream Sian and me who've done no training, no running (as apparently bicycles don't count) and have both had bugs.  Ice Cream Sian's bug was more impressive than mine, needing two courses of antibiotics to finish it off (is it finished off?  I do hope so...) whereas mine was a present from the Melodeon Master and is really just a nasty snotty nose although it was man flu leaving him obviously.

So, in the absence of any preparation by way of doing actual, like, running, all I can do is make sure I'm as well prepared as I can be for next weekend's double dose of mud running.  I've worked out my 'to take with me' list:

Gin.  Always top of the list.  Whatever the event.
Lemons and ice (see above).
Tumblers (ditto) and that's 'tumblers' as in glass glasses to drink out of, not small gymnasts.
Snickers, Lucozade, dark chocolate, coffee (rocket fuel for Sarahs)
Ice packs for knees
Heat packs for knees (how are you meant to know whether knees need heat or ice?)
Drugs.  OK so I won't get picked for the Olympics but it's the only way these knees are going to cope...
Original Oblivion number.  OMG where the hell did I put it...
Safety Pins (to pin on Oblivion Number). (If I remember where I put it).
Happy Cow outfit for the first run - pink T shirt, wig, bow for hair.
Trousers.  Essential if photos aren't to be entirely pornographic.
Running shoes.  I have noticed they're getting old and have a hole in them.  Probably moth damage.
Spare running shoes.  In case running shoes (as above) disintegrate on Run One.
Clever watch thingy.  Although "a sun dial might be more appropriate" (Mark Allen, 2011)
Hat.  To hide hair when not covered by wig.  Still ginger despite TWO further treatments.  Hairdresser says it's 'warm toned'.  No it isn't, love, it's ginger.
Melodeon Master.  Despite the man flu he'll be useful for sympathy, playing melodeon for the junior races and driving me home when I start whimpering.

So that's it.  Preparation is done.  Apparently I should now be in 'taper down' mode in readiness for the race(s).

That means I can have another glass of wine, right?