'twas the night before the half marathon and all through our room,
I was tossing and turning all filled up with doom.
My run coach was nestled all snug in her bed,
While visions of race day danced through her head.
My stomach was tied up in knots like a present
And my brain was aswirling with images unpleasant
When what to my wandering eyes should appear
But all of my clothing and all of my gear.
My shoes and my jacket all folded and prepped
My fuel belt and sports beans all ready, all set
My number and time chip, the crown jewel of them all,
As I stare at them I pray "please just don't let me fall"
My Garmin is charged and my iPod is too
My water is chilling right next to my goo
Worried about chafing I've brought my own Glide
And my I.D in case my body needs to be identified :)
The good thoughts keep coming, trying to fight their way up
But I just can't stop thinking that I am a nut.
For it wasn't so long ago I had sworn
That a half marathoner in me, would never be born
Yet here I am, awaiting my fate.
Listening to my group who just can't hardly wait!!
Envisioning glory and pain and defeat
Hoping I have strength enough, that my goals I will meet.
I know I have trained, I know I can run.
But I'm still trying to figure out why I thought this would be fun?!?
NO! I know I can do it, I am NOT going to fall
Because I CAN do anything whether walk, run or crawl
So send me good thoughts, wishes and prayers
I will keep them all with me, it'll be like your there.
It's only a HALF! I heard someone recall
So happy race day to me and to you and to all!
Happy Trails!
Ashley
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