Another Mile
I met a lady likes to chat;
she’s rather short and once was fat.
Not being satisfied with that,
she made a change she thought worthwhile.
She stuck the plan; she never ceased.
The number on that scale decreased.
She’s thinner now, and she’s a beast
with newfound confidence and style.
Seems fighting pirates sheds the pounds
(especially with friends around)
for when they join, new strength is found
to somehow row another mile.
Though she’s not added to her height,
her rowing stats are out of sight;
while Crush is still not her delight,
those pained pics always bring a smile.
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Been hanging out with a delightful community of folks who all have Aviron rowers - we play Row To Riches (fighting pirates), and do Calorie Crushes (high intensity interval training) together, and have a pretty dynamic FB group to encourage one another to meet goals, stay active...
Copyright © Jeff Kyser | Year Posted 2023
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