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.