Jogging Thoughts

Buttocks bouncing
Obesity denouncing
In my head pronouncing
What the hell for?
What the hell for?
What       For
What       For
Jogging
Is
Such a
Bore
Pour. Snore.

Wish I was napping
Not pavement slapping
My inner thighs are chapping.
Pathetic useless bra
My nipple’s getting raw

O
K
Concentrate
Find your gait
Lose that weight.
Breathe in
Breathe out
In one thousand, two one thousand
Out one thousand, two one thousand
Damn this hill’s the worst
My lungs are going to burst
If I don’t die of thirst.
Mmm…
Cherry coke. Vanilla shake
A burger, fries and chocolate cake.

Rebellious traitorous mind
Thoughts like those are so unkind.
Got to visualize
Conceptualize
A body by Victoria
Not pasta at Trattoria

Oh why am I so slow?
Just 1 mile down and 4 to go.

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