Purposeful

Watching the ducks every morning has a way of anchoring me.  They remind me of things I need to pay attention to.  I am grateful when the trainer gives me a choice: squats or lunges?  Are you up to lunges today?  She asks.  Sometimes I am.  I have learned to assess myself.  Perhaps I should say I am still learning to assess myself.  There is always the temptation to say: Of course I am up to lunges.  Of course I am.  Sometimes, truth be told, I*m not.  I can always choose, however, to be purposeful.

The ducks waddle single-file

Up the hill,

Heads held high

Orange feet firmly planted

Every step of the way.

I will move like this today.

I don*t quite waddle

But I am getting older.

When I do lunges at the gym

Grace is not my descriptor.

I aim for

Purposeful.

I am grateful

When the day does not call

For lunges.

When it does

However,

I aim for

Purposeful.