Exercise You Say Poem by Christine Kerr

I've weighed myself in bra and panties
Nothing seems to fit.
My cats eat more than I do,
Oh how I wished they would quit

The energy it takes to get up,
You need to count to three
Exercise is not my thing
That's why, I own a TV.

Like the show, I'm The Biggest Loser,
Just a hundred pounds to go.
I thought of, becoming a boozer,
Loosing weight can be so dam slow.

The Fitness Centre is the latest Fab
Walking and riding can be so drab
I know the rules, been there before,
Drink plenty of water, get down on the floor.

The time has come,
Nothing good ever last.
Sex, smokes and food,
Are a thing of the past.

My mind tells me to get up,
The Gym can be my friend.
The diabetes won't flair up,
If I am willing to bend.

The incentive is there,
It's kind of sad.
That I allowed myself,
to get this bad.

Exercise, may make me cry,
Will never know until I try.
Can I handle all the pain?
Strength I'm sure, will be the gain.