On the days you feel in the dumps
Highly confu-sed
Both your energy
and your mo'
Have dipped into the red
Most often, at these times
in conjunction with the cosmic timescale
your body
kicks in
Without fail
On the bike you feel faster
On your own two feet
you are too
In the pool you swim like
the whale they call Shamu...
But at the end of it all
What pulls you out of your funk
isn't yourself--
or your workouts--
or any of that other junk
It's most likely
(for me, anyway)
The fact that my friends near and far
are suffering, too--
the exact same way.
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