Training, running, getting ready for a race
Learning to keep levelled, steady pace
I ran the forest path
It was made of mud
Foot flopped and I fell, ended up with filthy face
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Running inspired limerick. I indeed went for a run in the woods at the weekend but managed to keep my face mud-free. The trainers not so much.
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An off trail run when it’s wet is a nice test of balance too. Nice playful limerick.
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