When I’m feeling tired,
I hate my working out.
Getting to the gym,
Is like the title bout.
All the things I’ve done,
knock me out every day.
Motivation waning,
such a sad display.
Punching through the wall,
Is such a nifty trick.
Start with something simple,
then harder I will pick.
As I continue on,
though sweating I may be.
The fight is so much better,
stress has been set free.
Equipped with strong willpower,
just like a boxing glove.
When I’m feeling tired,
Working out is what I love.
J.A.Scott
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