It's been far too cold to put on running shoes
But when I don't jog I start singing the blues
I've been feeling these days like a HUGE butterball
But it's been way too icy; I fear that I'd fall
And end up for my trouble with bump or contusion
A concussion at least, spending days in confusion

But shorts season's coming; gives justification
Provides me the right kind of self-motivation
I head up the stairs where equipment is stored
And attack the fat cells that cannot be ignored
I want to be fit and look swell in my jeans
In fine two-piece shape, so svelte and so lean

My yen to stay healthy is one of the reasons
I stay in good shape throughout all four seasons
Stairsteps in winter and some tummy crunches
Drinking water for thirst, eating salads for lunches
It's for me that I do it, but also for loved ones
They're used to the sight of my bod in my sweats, donned

Soon spring will be here and good weather will flourish
Once more I'll be pounding the road, dog-on-leash
But until the sun shines, in sweats I will swelter
I'll keep up the running; it's really no bother
I'll add up the miles to keep from expanding
It's worth all the calories I've been expending

January 2000
Edited January 2008