Well...the weather outside is frightful.. and the fire is quite delightful...so...I'm thinking that I need to get in the mood...I have been so wrapped up in replies to folk... that my creative juices have almost dried up..but ButtercupKid has inspired me again... For those who know me..be afraid... !
The wonderful mantras that Buttercup is giving us are amazing... so...this one is for her...because quite simply... she is awesome!
To the tune of...When Santa got stuck up the Chimney...
When our runners head out in the winter, they head out wet or dry.
In wind and rain...its always the same,
You'll never hear them cry,
It's much too cold,
I'm feeling so old,
I'm thinking that I've got the flu.
When our runners head out in the winter..
It's something they just do..
When our runners head out in the winter,it might be damp or dark
In sleet and snow, just see them go,
In town, or fields or Park.
There might be hail,
There might be a gale,
A storm might be blowing through,
When our runners head out in the winter
It's something they just do.
When our runners head out in the winter, they dress up to be seen,
In high viz' gear, it's really clear,
They're focused and they're keen
Their goal is to run,
It's so much fun,
Who cares if the sky ain't blue?
When our runners head out in the winter,
It's something they just do!