Twas the Night Before Christmas…

24 Dec

Twas the Night Before Christmas (Runner’s Version)

Twas the night before Christmas, all the shopping was done.
My insides were stirring, I needed a run.
My Vibrams were placed by the front door with care,
In hopes that I’d take them out in the night air.
The children were nestled, tucked in for the night,
So I laced up my shoes both the left and the right.
I put on my mittens, and put on my cap,
I settled my brain for a long 10K lap.
I got my foam roller, the stretch felt so good.
I sprang from the door and run as fast as I could.
Away from my house I flew like a flash,
And tore up the street like I was running a dash.
The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
Lit up my path showing the way I should go.
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a dude with a beard, dressed in red running gear.
He wasn’t too chubby, rather lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be St Nick.
More rapid than eagles he flew to my side,
And ran right next to me matching my stride!
“I’ll race you! I’ll pace you! But just let me run!
I’m all done with work and it’s time for some fun!
To the top of that hill, until we hit the wall!
We’ll just keep on running and give it our all!”
Without another word we ran through the streets.
The only sounds those of our breath and heart beats.
He had a runner’s build but still a round belly,
That shook when he ran, like a bowlful of jelly!
We finished the loop ending back at in my yard,
I’d never ran so fast. I’d never breathed so hard!
He gave me a wink and a nod of his head,
We were bonded as runners with nothing more said.
From walkers and joggers to runners and racers,
From marathon finishers to age-group placers!
We all know the joy and the pain of a run,
and that wonderful feeling you get when your done!
He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, ‘ere he drove out of sight,
“Thanks for the run, it was indeed a good-night!”
xmas-tree-medals[2]
*Neither poem nor tree are mine. I’ve gotten a lot of complaments on both and wish I could take the credit as my own but neither belong to me. Hopefully next year I can have a tree like this though!
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4 Responses to “Twas the Night Before Christmas…”

  1. Jessica December 25, 2012 at 04:03 #

    Now that was clever! Loved the Christmas poem runner style!

  2. Dan December 26, 2012 at 15:42 #

    Epic. And excellent idea with the tree — might have to steal that concept for next year 🙂

  3. lisa j December 26, 2012 at 16:06 #

    We did that medal tree at work how did you prevent yours from toppling over with all the weight?

  4. Amanda Simpfenderfer December 26, 2012 at 20:32 #

    very clever, I love it

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