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Running In The Family?

Would it be awful

If I ate a waffle

Instead of nutrition for dinner?

Not so, my lad!

No, a waffle ain’t bad

But you’ll have to work hard to get thinner.

Would it be ok

If I sat for a day

And watched TV and ate cheese?

Sure, sloth is fun

If you go for a run

To make sure you don’t get obese.

Thanks dad. You’re wise!

I guess me and the guys

Will eat waffles and cheese and relax,

Then we’ll go for a run

When the vegging is done

So our bellies don’t spill from our slacks!

Hey son, I see

Your weight starts with a three

And is neither four digits nor two.

Yeah dad, turns out

Running didn’t work out

But at least now I look more like you!

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Do You Have A One, A Two, A Three, A Moment?

I want to start an exercise trend

Where you walk through your neighborhood

Knocking on doors and running away

And pretending you’re misunderstood.

Part of this program is selling the plan

To neighbors you happen to witness

And all exercise that’s not this are just lies.

I call this “Jehovah’s Fitness”.

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My New Fitness Plan

Some people think that spending

Forty bucks a month or so

For exercising at a gym

Is just the way to go.

I think that cancelling the gym

Is the same as getting paid

Forty bucks a month to not

Work out. I’ve got it made!

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The Masculine Dilemma

I could pay money every month

To have access to a gym

Where I lift heavy objects

To feel pain within my limb

And when the lifting’s over

I can climb or bike or run

On a machine that makes it possible

To never feel done

Then I can take my clothes off

In a public locker room

And eat vegetables for breakfast…

Or I can stay home and play Doom.

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How My Diet Is Going

There are more cookies in my belly

Than on the cooling rack.

That’s my reward for exercise

So I think I’m on the right track.

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#Fitness

Cookies for breakfast,

Pizza for lunch,

Twelve donuts for dinner,

But I did one crunch!

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Go There And Do Nothing

Don’t send her a breakup text

Next time your love’s in doubt.

Instead you take her to the gym

To show her how you’re not working out.

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At the Gym

I came to the gym just to train,
And I tried to exercise well.
Then some guy says to me “No pain, no gain.”
I think he’ll be happy in Hell.

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