February
So much time for activities when you're running everywhere
We've jumped from so many ledges that there is nothing left to fear
There's a special kind of tired saved for inability to eat
Sleeping while kayaking is no mean feat
Erena runs like she is shark bait
Ella will demolish anything on her plate
Janelle will let nothing stop her from crossing the finish line
Savannah has the voice to make even Dan rise and shine
The group opened up tonight, really laid it all down
You never know what people are going through 'til you ask around
We talked of foundations and finding your true North
I intend to set more goals going forth
Hannah's got mad kayaking skills in the river
Dan's slower out of bed than a snail's slither
Ollie froths over his Tame Impala
Auntie Cooper is cuddlier than a koala
A "rest day" they said, well that ended pretty quick
We were late to PT so we got extras 'til we were sick
Then our first taste of kayaking, which was trickier than first thought
Our attempts to roll our kayaks made us giggle and even snort
Davey's in the navy, and probably will be for life
Dunstan climbs like a goat who is running from his wife
Abi's got every ointment under the sun and sky
Ferg crunches the deeper questions like what, when and why
The bush is teasing us, it just keeps going
Our morning enthusiasm is gradually slowing
We were up and at 'em, all guns blazing
We were all packed up and the moon was still phasing
I think the hills might have taken their toll
Slowly crushing our poor little souls
As I lie here with muscles in cramp
I realise it was only our two-day tramp
There's a fantail tailing us, chirping away
It lifts our spirits when fatigue makes us sway
It dives at our ankles then swoops away with delight
The dance of a fantail is a beautiful sight
Our group had our first big challenge today
We came through alright, I have to say
We slugged through bush, and we're all pretty spent
Now we are all spooning in a sick as tent
Be at the starting line at 6:30
People could start to get a little shirty
Learning the ropes, as we skippered a ship
Running everywhere, no time for a kip
Briefings, load of team building and eating
Turns out having a hot shower is cheating
No time to think yet, it's all been full on
I think I should appreciate these days before they're long gone
Our pieces jostle for position
Plans may not come to fruition
The board is dark and full of terrors
Docile players turn into full blown swearers
Alas, I've found a kink in the armour
Now I'm ploughing on through, like a farmer
Checkmate good sir, now he my plea
Next time think before you challenge me
Today I'm bound for Outward Bound
I'll be bounding around in Marlborough Sounds
Eloping through native bush
Moping about with a sore tush
Tramping, camping, kayaking too
Munching on some dodgy stew
I'm fizzing to go, I'm bursting at the seams
I'm every idiom regarding excitement in the extreme
And BANG we are in February
I brought the month in, singing on a ferry
It was a humdinger of a night, with Fat Freddy's Drop
A band so tight, they make you want to hop
Up and down, and get a bit silly
So grab a cold one straight from the chilly
Music makes children of us all
Why are you fighting it, don't drop the ball