Thanks and/or Hate

Sometimes “Thanks” can be a dis,
Sometimes “Hate” a term of endearment,
Like when you get poked to run six miles,
And you offer a “thanks” to the person
Who made you feel like a loser
For not getting out of bed to get the run done
And that feeling is less than sincere,
More of an eff you with a smile.

On that other hand, “I hate you”
After finishing that six mile run
With the endorphins pumping
And the satisfaction of having gotten something done
Even if it was only 5.75, I’m sure Strava wouldn’t lie
If only it showed up in the feed,
Is a great way to give an actual, “Thank you.”

Just a few days ago,
My legs hurt,
My motivation was lacking,
My excuses were reaching adolescent proportions
When a friend sent me a video,
It whispered in my head overnight
Making me angry for being such a little whatever word is allowed now.
I hit the roads the next day and when I finished,
Texted my boy, eff you, and I did so with great hate,
The appreciative kind.

That’s why today made me laugh,
When the wise Goggins in his sit up glory
Let another friend hear the whisper
And be so moved by the morning run
To at least allow me the dignity to choose thanks or hate.
In this case, I chose the hate, it’s more honest
And fitting with the tone
Of sucking it up, buttercup and
“This ain’t no walk in the park, Kazansky…”

By the way, consider this even for the sit ups in the pool.
I really don’t like those effers.

1 Comment

  1. I love this so much!! Didn’t get up for yoga this morning but realized I haven’t had a day off from workouts in 9 days. Back at ot tomorrow…thank! 😉

    On Sun, May 17, 2020, 4:16 PM Chris Hancock 7-8-9 wrote:

    > chrishancock789 posted: “Sometimes “Thanks” can be a dis, Sometimes “Hate” > a term of endearment, Like when you get poked to run six miles, And you > offer a “thanks” to the person Who made you feel like a loser For not > getting out of bed to get the run done And that feeling is less” >

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