Millie
Welp, 2024, I wrote it,
I vowed it …
& now that she’s here and assembled, I’ll repeat it
Luckily, a new treadmill will join the quest, a Christmas gift Husband & I will share
and on those icy, wintry morns, when that treasured trail is a skating rink or those humidity overloaded summertime ughs …
ta-da
no more excuses.
I’ve dubbed her, Millie
and she’s my brand new, BFF
& since I count songs, not miles, I will leave the tallying to her.
20 tunes, every time I step upon, is the plan.
’cause to get back into my groove of music in my ears,
to goodbye noise, hellooooooo ahhhhhh, I seriously can’t wait to accomplish
or to walk while watching tv instead of reclined in my recliner ??
weeeeeeee.
She will hunker in a corner of our front room, with no worries when company arrives, as she folds up ever so conveniently.
WHY THERE ?? you ask.
WHY NOT ?? we reply.
We are arranging around, accommodating her presence.
So if you happen by and want to yap awhile and hike a few,
presto,
there ya go.
I’m so excited I could burst with happy, for within my steps, I find peace.
It’s pure, simple, delightful joy
& I am locked in to my promise.
So, here we go.
Here. We. Go.
! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
err
um
what’s that you say, 2024 ??
oh. yeah. yep.
seems I committed to a couple more pledges …
My intimidation of roundabouts and traffic jammed highways.
I want to write more poems.
Try not to be so introverted …
uh-huh
I did.
But shhhh,
shhhhhh,
I’ll get to them, I pinkie-swear, ’cause it alllllll comes together when I walk
& today,
TODAY
I walk.
🙂