The slog ahead

I'm nearly packed. All 25 pairs of socks have been loaded into my gigantic suitcase. I've also been promised the complete on camera wardrobe the real talent gets to wear.

I have also received many messages questioning my sanity and state of mind as we prepare to depart for Sochi. I expect to be spending all my time in the hotel room, the commissary, and the announce booth so I'm not fretting.  Except for my normal worries about the mindnumbing 12 hour days.

The biggest danger will be when I begin to post to this blog and my hosts get a look at the name of it. If upon arrival there are no posts being added, contact the authorities. But not the Russian ones.