Tabata Traumata (Octameter poem), by Krystyna Fedosejevs

20/2/2021

SPORT

Exercise I must,
for health and good looks.
Fitness centres closed,
my flabby muscles
tone in homemade gym.
Zoom session bustles:
instructor teaches,
everyone hustles.

Tabata online.
Sound not always there,
screen pic issues posed.
I wish to decline
if doctor agreed.
I’d opt to recline,
soak in bath bubbles.
Rid pain and troubles.

7 Comments

Sue Clayton

21/2/2021 07:03:32 am

Forget healthy and good looking, Krystyna. I'd rather soak in a bubble bath, surrounded by scented tea lights, glass of vino in hand, than feel the pain to feel the gain. Tara Tabata.

Krystyna

21/2/2021 10:11:38 pm

Wish I could forget, Sue. Unfortunately I am high risk for a stroke. (What got my dad at the end.) Vino and bubble bath follow my exercise routine. Not too bad a deal.

Sue Clayton

22/2/2021 01:24:17 am

Stay health Krystyna.

Mary Wallace

23/2/2021 06:26:00 am

Well done Krystyna. As long as you do get to recline in those bubbles, a little exercise can't hurt.

Krystyna

25/2/2021 07:18:19 pm

Thank you, Sue. I try to do my best in that regard.
Thank you, Mary. You have got it right with a “little exercise”.

Padmini Krishnan

26/2/2021 09:10:21 am

A perfect poem in these Covid times. May people are sure to empathize with you.

Krystyna

26/2/2021 03:03:16 pm

Thank you, Padmini, for your thoughtful comment.

Tabata Traumata (Octameter poem), by Krystyna Fedosejevs

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