My bags are all packed, I’m flying away
I’m going to LA for a marathon today!
I’m excited, nervous, hopeful and happy,
Really just hoping my race isn’t crappy.
I packed what I need and some things I don’t,
Forget something? Pretty sure that I won’t.
Amidst the race clothes, the socks and the shoes,
I’ve stashed peanut butter, liquorice and gummy bear chews!
LA will be marathon number 4,
After doing the first one I knew there’d be more.
The first 3 went well, although not super speedy,
A PR would be nice, I hope that’s not too greedy.
I followed my plan and did what the Beast said,
She’s a really fast runner, a good coach and my friend.
Let’s see if it works, I think it just might,
I’m scared just to say it: I’ve got 4:30 in my sights!
The training is done, my taper full of rest,
All I can do is let my heart & feet do the rest.
Believe in yourself and trust your training they say,
Let’s hope it all comes together on race day.
I’m feeling quite good, I did what I could,
I feel stronger because I did what I should.
And even if I don’t see 4:30 on the clock,
I’m pretty sure LA is still going to rock.
I hear this week it’s quite warm, hot and sunny,
I’ve been there before, it’s actually quite funny.
It seems when I travel, in heat waves I’ve ran,
At least it’ll give me a nice marathon tan?
And I’m lucky to be going to LA with good friends,
We can support and encourage each other to the end.
And once it’s all done, we can eat lots and drink,
(I might be looking forward to the food most, I think!)
So wish me good luck, say a prayer or just laugh,
Here’s hoping my feet can keep me on track.
I’ve got goals but the truth is, I’m happy to finish at all
Because then I can eat the chips I’m putting in my gear bag. :)
Happy running this weekend!