Monday, March 31, 2014

'Twas the Morning of Red Hills

Red Hills Triathlon, one of the toughest sprint distance races in Florida, is coming up this weekend. Here's a little ditty to get you excited for the race, if you aren't already.

Twas the Morning of Red Hills
(With apologies to Clement Clarke Moore)

‘Twas the morning of Red Hills, when all through the house,
A triathlete was stirring, amid the snores of her spouse;
The wetsuit was waiting by the front door with care,
Anticipating the swim in the brisk morning air;
Racing flats safely nestled in the trusty transition bag,
To avoid the mischievous dog’s predictable snag;
Faithful bike numbered and ready to race,
First-class tri at home, no need for a bike case;
Aero helmet packed despite aforementioned spouse’s chatter,
It looks goofy but shaves time and guards my gray matter.
Most important of all is the precious head lamp,
To light the way for the elaborate decamp.
Get to the race course while the morning is dark,
And quickly in line for the age-revealing body mark;

Mind your space setting up your transition,
Competitors may not possess a neighborly disposition.
Make sure to thank the volunteers throughout the course,
And the awesome Kathy McDaris and colleagues from the force.
Once the race begins triathletes will fly,
Let’s cross our fingers that the fates do comply;
And keep all racers safe and sound,
Free to exert, compete and astound.

Family and friends will catch quite a show at Lake Hall,
This sport is a thrill- come one, come all!  

Good luck to all competitors! Have fun out there!