I love thee for the depth and breadth and height of energy My body can reach, when racing out of sight of my competitors. For the ends of training and racing against the clock, and my age group. I love thee to the energy levels you give for every day's training's Most quiet needs of swimming, cycling or running, by sun or moon light. I love thee freely in gel form, as I strive to perform my best; I love thee purely in my water bottle as I compete. I love thee with the passion put to use in my old gel flasks, And with my childhood's faith that you make me faster. I love thee with a love I seemed to lose with my long runs. I love thee with the breath between swim strokes, Smiling cyclists I pass, And my silent tears as I left it all on the run, all my life! And, if God choose; I shall but love thee better after a race, win or lose.