Training Myself teacherwriterguy: Training Myself
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Am I really here again walking
forwards and standing still?
A long deep breath
in and a shoulder shrug
turn futility into necessity.
Five minutes
I feel it in my knees as weakness,
a reminder that I can’t
go on forever this way.
Readjust my stance
and keep on keeping.
Ten minutes
The music louder, all love songs,
my eyes shut in fluid rhythm
following each motionless stride.
Five more, I breathe --
five more trips to strained melody.
Fifteen minutes
Each quadriceps discovers pain
like a home revisited.
Do it. Do it. Do it!
Nike mottos and relatives' advice
tickertapes across my brain.
Twenty minutes
Damn, I’m Superman,
faster than the speeding plane
you rode away from me.
Faster, push it faster,
Reaching towards a fixed horizon.
Twenty-five minutes
Everything tears to pieces
up and down each synapse,
but I’m not giving up!
You can’t make me release me –
pushing into agony.
Thirty minutes
Nirvana explodes in a silent bloom
filling my body with blessed silence.
I am nothing more than sinew
flexing in an ocean of air.
No victory or defeat – simple motion.
Done
Light blinds me, blinking and newborn.
Who am I again?
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