Well.

I’m in better shape than I’d thought.  But…

Tonight before bed I decided to do a quick ‘n dirty wet block to really see where things stood with my Jeanie.  I need to get to 66″ and stretching it out on my lap wasn’t helping me see the true length.

I even dropped the column stitches that don’t get dropped until the very end, (doing a yo over them so I can keep going), and pinned the whole thing out.

The good news?  At 114 rows in, I’m at 22″.  That means exactly 1/3 of the way done.

The bad news?  To get 228 rows (the remaining 2/3) done by Sunday night (the closing ceremonies) means I need to knit 6.75 hours per day.

Um.  Yeah.

And that doesn’t take into account the upper or lower border, or the slightly longer cable rows that occur every 8 or so.

*sigh*

I WILL finish.  But I won’t medal.  I’ll still be knitting when all the other competitors have packed up and gone home.

*sigh*

I really should have thought this through.  66″ in sock yarn is a loooong way to go, and my knitting mojo has been off at night, ‘cus my allergy pills wear off and all I want to do is hide in bed.  I don’t want to be a quitter, but it’s hard to keep pushing when I feel like there’s no point, since I can’t possibly win.  Though if Paula Findlay kept going…

Still slogging.

I don’t see an end in sight.