Three Gym Pigs

Wed, 08/30/2017 - 21:21 -- ses201

At the gym, there were a special kind of those participants who featured large meaty heads and muscles ripped beyond belief.

On this particular night three of them arrived, beginning their ritual worship.

The first pig would come and stretch his sore hammies for almost the entirety of the time in their session, often squealing "I don't need another injury!".

The second pig would come but he prefered cardio only, so he would mount the treadmill running galliantly after perfectly mixing his preworkout.

 Lastly, the third pig drank water before he would arrive and would lift many different kinds of weights after preparing with light cardio on the elliptical. 

Now besides desiring hunky, porky bodies to boast about, the three pigs came to the gym often for another reason.

That reason was the wolf.

She was stunning in her yoga pants and probably had the best workout playlist known, and the pigs loved to watch her squats with their periphery. 

But the wolf was always wearing her headphones and never paid them any mind, she was there solely for the grind.

On this particular day, although, the wolf forgot her headphones, so the pigs took aim with their prideful gloating.

The first pig began," wolf, lets do paired acro-yoga, I'm the most limber pig here!"

"Dream on" the wolf mocked as she moved past him to the treadmills.

The second pig, drenched in sweat took his turn, "wolf, I bet I can beat your speed, lets have a competition!"

"Yeah right" the wolf said turning her speed up all the way, galloping into a beautiful stride.

The second pig turned his up as well but quickly after slipped off due to his copious amount of perspiration, he squealed on the way down.

The wolf hopped off the treadmill and began to lift weights overhead. 

"What about you pig?" she remarked bitterly to the third pig who was carefully mixing his preworkout.

"Fuel is important to exercise" the third pig replied

The wolf ignored him lifting her weights and then changing them each set to be heavier. 

By the 2nd set the third pig joined in and was lifting 3X as much as the wolf, this infuriated her. 

She lifted heavier, he lifted heavier again and again until...

"Oh God, oh God, oh God!"...

The wolf pulled her tricep, dropping her bar on her feet.

The third pig lifted her weights of her feet, and said "huff and puff all you want, but this isn't a competition, ITS A GYM!"

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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