An Ode to Exercise

By: William the Conqueror

As the feet slap the pavement,

As the weights are coming down,

The strength inside is tested,

Your confidence goes to town.

The fire inside is burning,

Giving a warm sort of glow.

Your depression is exiled,

Your hatred running low.

Fight the constant fight,

Beware! The mental battle's rough.

It's a struggle to put on your shoes,

Getting out the door is tough.

But if you go run,

Or lift those heavy weights,

Even walking at the park,

The reward itself is great.

That feeling of accomplishment,

The powerful feeling inside.

You'll begin to feel better,

A simple since of pride.