Before leaving for Barcelona, there was much panicking about what I needed to pack and, more importantly, what I would be able to eat as someone who is wheat intolerant*. So I decided to bring all of my own food and then I wouldn't need to worry about trying to get something the night before the race and freaking out that my pre-race fuel would be an apple. This is what I decided was necessary:
All of this was great, but having decided to have rice pudding on the morning of the race, I then decided against a tin opener. Obviously there wasn't one in the house, so after narrowly avoiding slicing my hand open, I settled for pitta and peanut butter with jam. *sulk face*
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