Sunday, May 29, 2011

Twas the Night Before the Tri

Twas the night before Heart of the Valley, when all through the house
One athlete was stirring, and bugging her spouse.
Race day supplies and clothes were laid out with care.
After a fitful night of sleep, race day soon would be there.

The children were nestled all snug in their bed.
They would be awakened far too early and fed
before being bundled and loaded up, in the Eurovan.
In their personalized t-shirts, they are momma's biggest fans.

Long swims, quick swims, she tuned-up her stroke
Swam two or three times a week, this tri was no joke.
Bike sprints, hill climbs, swim/bike and bike/run bricks
These are all things that this girl does for kicks.

Running is still her passion but now there's room for much more.
Never a dull moment around here, always heading out that door.
Swimdorphins, biker buzz and runner's high...
These are all things that money can't buy.

The grey clouds, they hung 'round, threatening to rain
while Trail Smitten worried about every ache and pain.
Surely her ten weeks of training should help her go far.
But was it possible for her to get that coveted PR?
Hay is in the barn, weather out of our control.
It time to get out on there and rock 'n roll!
Oh, so ready to swim, bike, and run!
Who knew that triathlons could be so much fun?

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