I survived the weekend! Yeah, the memories started coming back as soon as I started driving down the gravel road leading to the fields. I think the last time I was at Mars was in 2001. Sadly my biggest memory from that time was pulling a bass drum head during rehearsal there. :( "What's that flapping noise?"
But I achieved my goal for the weekend! Jumped into the cymbal line and marched on the field for the first time since DCA last year. Only missed a couple of direction changes on Saturday night (sorry Andrew), but I think I hit all of them during the final run-through on Sunday. Yay! Looking forward to rocking North Carolina!