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We're all running each morning whatever the weather.
Today I'm alone, but tomorrow, together.
    With running shoes on and my muscles well primed 
    It's now finger on stop-watch.  This running is timed.

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I'm up early today for the great day is here
And I tell myself kindly there’s nothing to fear.
     Oh it’s only a race and I mustn’t be scared
     For I’ve trained many weeks and am fully prepared.

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Is it only a race?  Such an innocent word 
But I need to maintain the fast speed of a bird.
     Is it only a race?  No, I really MUST win!
     And I mustn't look worried but dress with a grin.

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Now we’re all at the start-line; whistle is blown,
And now down comes the flag and I feel so alone.
      My poor feet take a pounding along the hard course,
      For I’m trained as a human and not a racehorse.

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There are others ahead, but I mustn't heed these,
For I know who they are and can beat them with ease.
     With my confidence growing, adrenaline flowing, 
     Ignoring the rest, I know just where I'm going.

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I go round the next bend.  Oh I’m now almost there.
Shall I throw to the wind all my worries and care?
     I can hear the crowds shouting and Mum shouts the most
     As with pride I bound over the school's winning post.

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