Twelve Days of Boston
For my friends running Boston in twelve days, this song is for you. The "Twelve days of Boston," sung to the tune of the "Twelve Days of Christmas." I plan to be singing it again in 2013.
On the first day of Boston, my true love gave to me...
A bib number in wave one.
On the second day of Boston, my true love gave to me...
Two pairs of shoes,
and a bib number in wave one.
On the third day of Boston, my true love gave to me...
Three taper weeks,
Two pairs of shoes,
and a bib number in wave one.
On the fourth day of Boston, my true love gave to me...
Four months of work,
Three taper weeks,
Two pairs of shoes,
and a bib number in wave one.
On the fifth day of Boston, my true love gave to me...
Five injuries!
Four months of work,
Three taper weeks,
Two pairs of shoes,
and a bib number in wave one.
On the sixth day of Boston, my true love gave to me...
Six minute Yassos,
Five injuries!
Four months of work,
Three taper weeks,
Two pairs of shoes,
and a bib number in wave one.
On the seventh day of Boston,
my true love gave to me...
my true love gave to me...7:30 Tempos,
Six minute Yassos,
Five injuries!
Four months of work,
Three taper weeks,
Two pairs of shoes,
and a bib number in wave one.
On the eighth day of Boston, my true love gave to me...
Eight minute Slow runs,
7:30 Tempos,
Six minute Yassos,
Five injuries!
Four months of work,
Three taper weeks,
Two pairs of shoes,
and a bib number in wave one.
On the ninth day of Boston, my true love gave to me...
Nine pills a popping,
Eight minute Slow runs,
7:30 Tempos,
Six minute Yassos,
Five injuries!
Four months of work,
Three taper weeks,
Two pairs of shoes,
and a bib number in wave one.
On the tenth day of Boston, my true love gave to me...
Ten toes-a-throbbing,
Nine pills-a-popping,
Eight minute Slow runs,
7:30 Tempos,
Six minute Yassos,
Five injuries!
Four months of work,
Three taper weeks,
Two pairs of shoes,
and a bib number in wave one.
On the eleventh day of Boston, my true love gave to me...
Eleven shoes a sizing,
Ten toes-a-throbbing
Nine pills-a-popping,
Eight minute Slow runs,
7:30 Tempos,
Six minute Yassos,
Five injuries!
Four months of work,
Three taper weeks,
Two pairs of shoes,
and a bib number in wave one.
On the twelfth day of Boston, my true love gave to me...
12 Days of waiting,
Eleven shoes a sizing,
Ten toes-a-throbbing
Nine pills-a-popping,
Eight minute Slow runs,
7:30 Tempos,
Six minute Yassos,
Five injuries!
Four months of work,
Three taper weeks,
Two pairs of shoes,
and a bib number in wave one.
Absolutely genius! Looking forward to meeting you in Beantown! :)
ReplyDeleteThis is awesome :) Good luck Ty!!
ReplyDeleteVery funny!
ReplyDeletebahahahaha. this is my new favorite song.
ReplyDeleteI love this!!!!
ReplyDeletevery clever!!!
wishing you all the best for Boston!
Love it. Hope the waiting goes fast enough so you don't go crazy, but slow enough to feel good and rested. :)
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ReplyDeleteThis is great.
ReplyDeleteGood luck in Boston!
That's awesome! So clever. Good luck at Boston!
ReplyDeleteYou crack me up! Well done.
ReplyDeleteNicely done :) I'm looking forward to concurring 26.2 in 12 days as well!
ReplyDeleteHaha, love it! Good luck with taper madness (and the race itself, obviously :D).
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