Exercise Poem

The Doctor recommended exercise, to help my body heal,
He said to walk a mile a day, just to see how I would feel.
And if I dropped a pound or so, that would be a bonus plan.
So I thought about his kind advice, that skinny little man.

I joined the Ladies Fitness Club, it's really close at hand,
I got all the right equipment, shorts, shoes and nice wide headband.
I took my water bottle and towel in case I felt a little hot,
I was prepared to give my all, and my all is quite a lot.

Before the class began I had to take all the tests,
My blood pressure, my weight, Oh no, and then my pulse at rest.
They showed me all the equipment that makes the body fit,
Now I was set to get in shape, a week or two should do it.

I huffed and puffed my way upstairs, "That's where you change", she said,
It was forty minutes later and I wish I'd stayed in bed,
I even lost a pound or two, doing all those sports,
Stretching, pulling, tugging, that was getting in my spandex shorts.

So I hopped on this machine, a gentle stroll, it said,
As the belt goes round I walked and walked my 'Walkman' on my head.
It started going faster, and faster, faster still,
My thumb was on the button that clearly said, "Down Hill."