My abs are burning,

Legs weak, sweat’s on my body.

The lady is telling me to next.

Ready to go.

Push ups and rotation;

Diamond push ups,

Military push ups.

God! I just want to look fit for the King’s Daughter.

I didn’t sign up for these military trainings.

Days go by, and it gets harder.

My sister wants to know if my new found powers can save me from a speeding bullet,

Or if my eight packs can withstand the ugly tip of a dagger.

If it can’t, she wants me to quit.

I’m definitely not.

Energy and persistence conquer all things.