Conditioning
One set after another
Until my muscles are sore
Fighting through my schedule
The pain of fun-runs
On a warm Thursday evening
The overwhelming burn in my legs
The same sprinting motion
Endless time of performing the push-up complex
Over and over again
Until my arms are numb
Saturday track
Lap after lap
Of continuos running
With little or no breaks
In the heat of the moist morning
Kelly, your muscles will thank you for making them so strong to propel you to ever new heights.
Wonderful poem, I really like the last line.
Mom
xoxo