Monday, 7 December 2015

An Ode to Ballycotton

Entries to the 39th Ballycotton 10 Mile Road Race open on Tuesday 8th. Entry procedures can be found here. In honour of this historic event, here's a little poem. Hope you enjoy, I haven't written a poem since school!!

An Ode to Ballycotton

In early March, when the hares go mad
the average runner will follow suit just a tad
He'll wind his way down a Cork country road
To a place by the sea with hills by the truck-load

There's something special about standing in 'the field'
Unsheltered from the wind, with nothing concealed
Down to the start line, with the rest of the throng
Where you're released to the 10 miles before too long

Go fast or go slow, it won't really matter
10 is the distance, and it's not getting flatter
Drive up that last hill, and get over the line
It's worth every step for a another mug to call mine

And when it's all over, and you're down in the local
There's no such thing as being 'too vocal'

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