Some friends told me I was
mad, but I was determined.
My family promised they would
come and watch
To make sure I finished in
one piece
In the Ironman Race 2007, in
Nice;
The big day arrived.
I swore that nothing was going
to get in my way.
I must just focus on the race
And keep up a good pace;
I was up at the crack of
dawn, my bags all packed.
As I made my way to the
starting line
All I could see was a gaggle
of people gathering on the shore, more and more.
And suddenly I was amongst
them, and then there was silence;
The gun went off, the waiting
was over.
I glided through the sea,
hundreds of figures around me
All dressed in black, like
slippery seals,
Swimming back to back;
By the time I finished the
swim, the elite had gone
My first transition was smooth,
but long.
And then I was off, zooming
along on my bike
But I had no idea I was up
for such a long hike;
The first hill appeared, then
the second, then the third.
I thought they would never
end.
Before I knew it I was all
alone,
Was I now coming last, I asked;
Transition number two, I knew
what I had to do.
Only 26.2 miles to go, I was sure
to finish;
As I sped down the first
mile, the crowds were still cheering,
Although at this point I was
becoming short of hearing;
I crossed the finishing line
to see the setting sun,
All negative thoughts left
me, it had been fun.
I immediately starting
planning when I could do another,
But little did I know, I was
about to become a mother!
Written by Tanya Anderson (6
weeks pregnant on 20th June 07 – Holly Anderson, born 26 February
08)
Love the poem!
ReplyDeleteHi! Stopping by from MBC. Great blog!
Have a nice day!