The 12 days Christmas, the running edition
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The 12 days of runner Christmas
On the first day of Christmas my true love gave to me, a Boston race entry.
On the second day of Christmas my true love gave to me, two years injury-free and a Boston race entry.
On the third day of Christmas my true love gave to me, triple-cream brie, two years injury-free and a Boston race entry.
On the fourth day of Christmas my true love gave to me, four pacers, triple-cream brie, two years injury-free and a Boston race entry.
On the fifth day of Christmas my true love gave to me, five Olympic rings. Four pacers, triple-cream brie, two years injury-free and a Boston race entry.
On the sixth day of Christmas my true love gave to me, six clean porta-potties, five Olympic rings, four pacers, triple-cream brie, two years injury-free and a Boston race entry.
On the seventh day of Christmas my true love gave to me, seven seconds head start, six clean porta-potties, five Olympic rings, four pacers, triple-cream brie, two years injury-free and a Boston race entry.
On the eighth day of Christmas my true love gave to me, eight hours’ sleep, seven seconds head start, six clean porta-potties, five Olympic rings, four pacers, triple-cream brie, two years injury-free and a Boston race entry.
On the ninth day of Christmas my true love gave to me, nine miles of clear road, eight hours’ sleep, seven seconds head start, six clean porta-potties, five Olympic rings, four pacers, triple-cream brie, two years injury-free and a Boston race entry.
On the tenth day of Christmas my true love gave to me, ten sessions of massage therapy.
Nine miles of clear road, eight hours’ sleep, seven seconds head start, six clean porta-potties, five Olympic rings, four pacers, triple-cream brie, two years injury-free and a Boston race entry.
On the 11th day of Christmas my true love gave to me, 11 pairs of shoes, 10 sessions of massage therapy, nine miles of clear road, eight hours sleep, seven seconds head start, six clean porta-potties, five Olympic rings, four pacers, triple-cream brie, two years injury-free and a Boston race entry.
On the 12th day of Christmas my true love gave to me, 12 craft beers, 11 pairs of shoes, 10 sessions of massage therapy, nine miles of clear road, eight hours’ sleep, seven seconds head start, six clean porta-potties, five Olympic rings, four pacers, triple-cream brie, two years injury-free and a Boston race entry.
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