Ballad of the Injured Runner

Monday morning I sprained my leg
By Tuesday started to compensate and
Strained my calf
Imagine that

Wednesday I was on the shelf
By Thursday I'd regained some health
Maybe Friday I can try to try again

Laid up all weekend

September started with pinched nerves
October opened with a stress fracture
My world's over
Ice and Ibuprofen
November got back on my horse
First race back on my home course
Wouldn't ya know?
Tripped into a hole

So they say it goes by all too fast
Ya and someday soon the past is just the past
It takes more than the biggest balls of brass
For every run ya done, could've been your last

Freshman year tending to tendonitis
As a sophomore, succumbed by bouts of bronchitis
Tell yourself "It's Okay, I'm only halfway"
Junior june full of hundred mile weeks
Senior sounds appropriate given the nature of my knees

La di da da la di da da
Ahh
La da ahhh

I will always recall my first real steps
How alive I felt going head to head
Neck and neck
No love loss, but still respect

When I'm too old to get around the track
I can close my eyes and I'll be right back
Shins aching, still every step worth taking

So they say it goes by all too fast
Ya and someday soon the past is just the past
It takes more than the biggest balls of brass
For every run ya done, could've been your last