I’ve been to the exercise classes,
I was told it would do me good.
To sort out the things that I can’t see,
Cholesterol, Pressures and Blood.
There were ten of us selected for treatment.
different sizes, and shapes and state.
not knowing quite what we were in for,
we sat, patiently, awaiting our fate.
The chat by ‘THE BOSS’ was quite daunting,
with charts and numbers of stats,
“Everything affects your heart,” he said,
“especially the FATS ”
The machines were still and silent
whilst we put on our monitor packs,
then we started to work with gusto,
followed by the desire to lie back.
We walked and stepped, climbed and pulled,
the monitors were going potty,
shortage of breath, and muscles that ached,
no wonder we all felt grotty.
Reasons for this, answers to that,
were welcome, as it’s best we know,
That we really aren’t on our last legs,
it’s the pills that make us feel low.
So, I’ve been to the exercise classes,
my heart has performed really well,
and how am I feeling now it’s over ?
Just look at me, can’t you tell.