Oh my dear hamstring,
How you have been nagging me for 4 whole weeks.
I've tended to your callings,
by getting physical therapy and altering my shims.
But you still call to me,
wail to me as I attack, climb hills, and sit.
I know you wail from being overworked,
While your neighboring muscles relax and drink lemonade.
Please get better fast,
so I can race without worrying about you.
Together we can dominate,
but without you, I'm just that gimp at home.
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