12/25/2023
'Twas the night before Christmas, in Spartan attire,
Not a muscle was resting, still feeling the fire.
Our shoes were all muddy by the chimney with care,
In hopes that new race kits soon would be there.
While others were nestled all snug in their beds,
Visions of burpees danced in our heads.
With kettlebells clanking and pull-ups galore,
We laughed at the thought of a simple push-up, "One more!"
On Dasher, on Dancer, on obstacles we leap,
Over walls and through trenches, no time for sleep.
To the top of the hill, to the top of the wall,
"Now dash away, dash away, dash away all!"
So here's to the Spartans, both lively and quick,
May your holiday be merry, and your mud be thick.
As we raise our protein shakes in a toast with delight,
Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night!
