Passage of the Day: Training Poem
Passage of the Day: Training Poem
Training is my medicine.
Training is my escape.
I love training.
I hate training.
I get excited about training.
I dread training.
With training I survive one more day.
Without training I can rest.
Training is my meditation.
Training is my release.
Going into the dungeon, it’s the closest thing to home.
It is my home.
What would I be without the barbell?
What would I be without the music and the…
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