Alison has posted a poem on her blog, to much acclaim. I thought I would do one as well. Mine is called 'The West Highland Way Race - A Runner's Perspective'. I hope you enjoy it.
On 23 June it's the West Highland Way Race
To do it you need to be strong
I think I'll go at a pretty slow pace
Because it's 95 miles long.
We start at Milngavie station
At 1 o'clock in the morning
We carry the hopes of a nation
And the forecast is a storm warning.
In a few hours I reach the bonnie banks
Where there's sure to be some midgies
To the route designer - I give you thanks
For building all those bridges.
Then I get to Inversnaid
Where I'm feeling past my best
The hotel is doing a roaring trade
But I could certainly do with a rest.
Tyndrum comes and goes
Then Bridge of Orchy, and Inveroran
At Ba Bridge a strong wind blows
And the rain is absolutely pourin'.
At last - The Devil's Staircase
A tough and painful climb
I know then that I'm in a race
And trying to achieve a good time.
At Kinlochleven I'm nearly there
Only 15 more painful miles
Just 2 problems: what clothes should I wear?
And how do I get over those stiles?
Finally I reach the end of the track
I've made it - achieved my goal
My feet are sore, my toe-nails black
The race has taken its toll.
At certain points I felt really good
At others really low
Thanks to my backup team for all my food
And thanks to Dario.
3 comments:
Excellent poem. And bridges is a much better rhyme for midgies than your original one of fridges!
Good luck Ian, have a great day. With the way you've been running this year I hope to read about a good time come your report. :o)
And say hello to George for me, I bet he can't wait for his run this weekend, I'm going to miss his pacing in this weekend's half marathon.
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