‘Twas the night before Ragnar
And all through the house
There were piles of crap all around
The need for gear could not douse
Three outfits to run in, zip locked to keep handy
Piled with deodorant and dry shampoo in a giant gym bag
Whilst a giant tote stores foam rollers and meds, and for when breath starts to reek some hard candy
And in the overnight bag, a real bra lest my apres Ragnar look start to sag
All paired with the matching back pack to to house electronic gear
To ensure no crinks in the neck with it too comes a neck pillow
Of course real rest will not come without the sleeping bags that appear
For them there is a hamper filled with pillows and blankets as snuggly as dough Sleep yearns for sustenance so we have a sack of carb laden, electrolyte rich food
And finally the Race Bible to ensure that all is understood.
Ragnar hear we come!
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