I'm ready for it. I have butterflies, but I also know how much good this is going to do for me.

I want to go biking; I want to swim.

It's not like I've been just sitting around eating myself stupid.

Last year I had butterflies all in my stomach. This year was different. I was calm and just ready to go out there and wrestle. I was just trying to get up early and hold on to the lead.

Much converse do I find in thee, Historian of my infancy! Float near me; do not yet depart! Dead times revive in thee: Thou bring'st, gay creature as thou art! A solemn image to my heart.

And many an ante-natal tomb When butterflies dream of the life to come.