sweat
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How beautiful you are, my lover!
Oh how beautiful!
I rejoice and delight, my lover;
I celebrate your love more than
wine and gold of great wealth.
Spreading in the air
Like a toxic drug
Dripping with intensity
Soaking in the tub
Lathered with bubbles
Popping one by one
Drifting softly in the air
Wandering without a care
Integrity
I don’t have the gift of flying.
It would be a lot more fun though.
Instead I possess the art of dying.
The ability to stand and take honesty’s blow
Is a bittersweet trait I’ve come to know.
I feel the cold yet hot bead of sweat rolling down my temple
I quickly wipe it away
a second later I do the same thing
I can feel the dampness on the back of my neck
i put my cap down as i arrive
temperture prospered beyond 85
its summer looking for a job
dam not having one made my momma cry
time showing the change my mind blaze with rage
It happened in August.
294, it read.
I blink,
my eyes needing to focus.
The numbers don’t budge.
My heart drops
easily into my stomach.
I feel sick.
The scale says something
The nervous sensation running down my skin,
the only thing I feel is the desire to win.
The wraps in my gloves are sweaty,
my shoulders and arms feel heavy.
I threw my last punches with all my power,
Before I get an "E", let me explain something please,
I'm a very busy child and time always runs past me.
I know you've alerted us, but with myself I never discuss,
My pulse began to race
Like a horse out of the gate
Then my muscles began to clench
Like a wrench on a nail
As the sun goes down our journey starts and our feet begin to wander
For hours and hours we hike, and over countless trails we ponder
The journey is long and its not easy, its nothing but sweat and blood for miles
I run for me, and not for you.
It's time to improve myself, and be the person I want to be.
I lift because it makes me stronger, and gives me power.
Every muscle cramp fuels me to go harder.
My body aches. I sweat.
My muscles hurt. I sweat.
Exersice causes me to sweat
I sweat out my pains, and my fears
I sweat, to feel.
I woke up restless, from a fright
Dreamt a dream, a horror night
Standing near the foot of my bed
An empty soul, smiling and dead
An empty cry and shallow please
Yet this ghost won't set me free
You cannot touch, only feel
You cannot smell, only see
You cannot run, You cannot move
It is all around you
There is nowhere to run
There is nowhere to hide
Your hair stands on end
Fitness is more than a way to shed fat and pounds
It is more than being healthy and active
It is more than trying to extend your life and live it healthily
What is fitness to me?
Fitness is a life style
Words swirl inside my head like pillars of light,
I grasp onto the strands and wait:
I wait for them to makes sense,
Incoherent buzzes of truth are all I have.
Bent over sweating,
breathing with intention,
fluid running down your face,
desire pumping through your veins.
only looking forward, but not further than tomorrow,
exhaustion is on its way,
