The Workout

She looks into the mirror

dertermination reflects

hair in ponytail, biker shorts

check

pulse is beating

she runs down the stairs

opens the front door-a steamy burst of air

the moisture stays

intertwines with her prespiration

She has a pace now, damn thats motivation

The sun is shining, destractions causing her to stumble

but she wont mess this up-she wont fumble

she wants this

to put that Freakum Dress on

with no flaws

her maximus so tight-no need to wear draws

she wants to stand next to her man

and recieve attention too

she has this, and everything to prove

shes in a continuous range of motion

this workout is taking alot of devotion

but shes gonna stick to it

all in order to get fit