Battle ropes and squats,
The beating heart of hiit work,
To the countdown of the clock.
Power jacks and slam balls,
Working strength and core,
Achieving 20 press ups,
Then knocking out 5 more.
Crunches, planks and deadlifts,
Wood chops side to side,
Finishing with a minute plank,
Before crumpling with pride.
Getting miles in those rusty legs,
Feet pounding local roads,
Silencing your own self doubt,
As your distance starts to grow.
Then week by week you see a change,
And not just physically,
My head feels a lot less foggy,
I am more positive and more me.
I feel much less potato like,
As tiny abs and muscles grow,
Being powered on by unicorn dreams -
Hoping my feet one day chase a rainbow.
This is for me, they are my goals,
I will stay focussed, run and train.
I will not fail, I’ve got this.
Because its good to feel me again.
