It was the night before

It was the night before Tough Mudder
And I am nervous as hell.
What have I gotten myself into?
But there is nothing to say but, “oh well”.

I will just have to suck it up.
As my entry fee is paid.
And I’m not wasting my money,
Just because I might be a little afraid.

The forms are signed.
The alarm clock is set.
Tough Mudder is tomorrow
But I just can’t help it, I’m starting to fret.

My bags are packed,
They are in the car.
I’ve got my snacks,
Of apples, nuts & protein bars.

I better get some sleep,
So I’m rested for the big day.
Tough Mudder here I come,
You are only hours away.

I’m feeling fit,
The training’s is done,
Oh goodness me!
Could I actually be looking forward to this torturous fun?!

With the crack of the gun.
I’m going to make this day mine,
Muddy I’ll be
But I look forward to getting to the finishing line.

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