We're all running each morning whatever the weather.
Today I'm alone, but tomorrow, together.
With running shoes on and my muscles well primed
It's now finger on stop-watch. This running is timed.
I'm up early today for the great day is here
And I tell myself kindly there’s nothing to fear.
Oh it’s only a race and I mustn’t be scared
For I’ve trained many weeks and am fully prepared.
Is it only a race? Such an innocent word
But I need to maintain the fast speed of a bird.
Is it only a race? No, I really MUST win!
And I mustn't look worried but dress with a grin.
Now we’re all at the start-line; whistle is blown,
And now down comes the flag and I feel so alone.
My poor feet take a pounding along the hard course,
For I’m trained as a human and not a racehorse.
There are others ahead, but I mustn't heed these,
For I know who they are and can beat them with ease.
With my confidence growing, adrenalin flowing,
Ignoring the rest, I know just where I'm going.
I go round the next bend. Oh I’m now almost there.
Shall I throw to the wind all my worries and care?
I can hear the crowds shouting and Mum shouts the most
As with pride I bound over the school's winning post.
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