I huff,
I puff,
panting,
struggling to breath,
sharp cold breaths,
yet I continue,
I push on,
because I’ve got a calorie quota,
and I must achieve it.
the pain in my legs,
the sweat of my brow,
but I continue.
There’s no stopping,
otherwise I’ll be FAT.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH I don’t even know what I’m writing anymore! Feeling majorly fat! And utterly confused!