OK. Today is the day.

I'm ready. A little anxious. I know there will be pain. I know that I'll be uncomfortable. 

I know that I'll loose all the conditioning I've worked hard to do. I know that the road back

will be difficult and test my discipline as well as mental stamina. It has to be done.

From a mental point of view, I'm anxious, but my body doesn't know what is going to happen.

By not thinking about it, you pretend it's not going to happen. The body goes into shock anyway unless it knows that something is seriously wrong. This is probably good. One can separate the mind and the body for things like this.  I leave in about an hour.

Last night at the match, saw the PA who will be assisting. comforting that at least I know the people who will be working on my machinery. The world of hurt is about to begin.