A short poem for each of the 12 calendar months to give just a flavour of how running changes as the cycle of the year rolls around.
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Jools hootenanny’s come and gone
December’s glitter fading fast
but look ahead and realise
the best things aren’t all in the past
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Though now in winter’s fiercest grip
the countryside still fast asleep
an early morning sunrise run
in sparkling frost that bites so deep
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And startling robins, fox and deer
with footsteps crunching in the frost
the enticing extra hour in bed
will be the one and only cost.
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The county championships kick off the year
for winners who stuck to their plan
while we who chose more Christmas cheer
achieve the fame of “also ran”…..
Oh well – we’ll try harder next time !!!
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