My Date with Endorphins

Linda Lori on Sep 30, 2009

A poem about the exhilarating effects of exercising.

My strength is my power to propel me to the edge during this hour.

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My heart starts to race,
Awakening my senses,
As I keep the pace.

Blood runs fast and hot,
To feed my hungry muscles,
And simmer each thought.

Quickened breaths inflame,
Reminding my mounting pulse,
Exactly why I came.

Endorphins release,
To satisfy my effort,
And compose my peace.

Just a Typical Date with the Gym… =)

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3abkrino on Sep 30, 2009
hehehe very funny, nice work
Rose2798 on Sep 30, 2009
I see you’re one of the very few people who feel this way about exercising lol!
Darla Cooke on Oct 1, 2009
Very nice poem!
Zappy on Oct 9, 2009
Nice poem: Succinct.
Michael Eboh on Oct 13, 2009
mmm so cute and lovely fact here. Thanks for sharing.
Tom Silex on Oct 21, 2009
grrrrowl…
h20ho on Oct 24, 2009
this is how I feel after a great work out too!

Hi there!