My triceps ache from picking up those weights.
I’ll have 6 hits of nicotine today.
I’ll say goodbye to milled carbohydrates,
and turn again to pen and keyboard play.
I’ll give my legs and patience exercise.
I’ll try to ease my neck and stretch my back.
Withholding judgment, I’ll direct my eyes
to self-improvement, make my jaw go slack,
endeavor not to let bad temper win,
be kind to every kind I know and meet,
and let my next development begin.

Before I can declare this book complete
I aim to fill the center of the shelf
with admirable chapters of myself.