with envy at their fortitude
I glance at gleaming bodies
healthy and fit
locked in a rhadamanthine routine
and I, less gleaming
more sweaty and sweary
look dismally upon
rows upon rows
of treadmillers and spinners
climbers and lifters
and vow to myself
to be more disciplined
to be more determined
to be more driven
no more shall my willpower dissolve
in a haze of netflix
a bottle of wine
and a pizza
(well, maybe once more)
(and once more)
(and once, once more)
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