Twas the night before Noosa….

Twas the night before Noosa and all through the house, not a triathlete was stirring, not even their wife!

The tri suits laid out by the gym bags with care, and hopes of a PB filled the air.
The nutritional drinks all mixed and put in the fridge, the wives discussing when they should be there.
The Carbs are all loaded, the numbers put on
The times all predicted, the bike pedals all put on
We’re all off to bed now, not a bottle of beer in sight

Bikes are all racked, the shoes untied, the hopes of a podium finish twinkle in young (and old) triathletes’ eyes.

This isn’t the best poem I’ve written but I hope you get the gist!

Good luck in Noosa tri to all and to all a good night!



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