London 26.2
Red Wave Nine
Quick check of the time
Porta loo queue
Dodge the stink and spew
Head to the start
Feel my racing heart
Tell my mind to calm
Don’t raise the alarm
You’ve got this Chris
No chance you’ll miss
Crossin’ that line
Don’t sweat the time
Out on the street
Pounding feet
Crowds are loud
We’ll make them proud
Cutty Sark, Tower Bridge
A man running with a Fridge
Keep it cool, Keep in check
Can’t be running like a wreck
17.5, My Family –I’ll survive
Go over give em a High Five
Miss my boys -where are they?
Feeling gutted the rest of the way
Pick it up Chris
No chance you’ll miss
Crossin’ that line
Don’t sweat the time
‘Super strong, amazing effort’
The crowd pull me through the hurt
This race ain’t gonnabe cruel
I just need to get some fuel
I see Paul at Big Ben
Find my little zone again
Chin up, knees up, arms pump to the end
I just ran a Marathon my Friend.
