Original Poem Title: “Bulky”

Poetry About The Fitness Commitment Struggle

Another set, another rep, another mile.

I am in an identity conundrum
stepping in-between fandoms
of the curvaceous and athletic
self-acceptance and aesthetic.

The perspective gets complex.

I see nothing wrong with self-love
when it’s not at another’s expense
but if love means feeding n addiction
then the answer becomes “it depends.”

On this journey,
every bite is a rep in the other direction
processed foods trying to kill my discretion.
Push and pull until I feel the burn
fighting to love this skin in return.

When I look in a mirror
and see who is standing there,
I remember what little love I started with,
and the adequacy I longed for.

Someday I’ll find or make it,
but for now,
I lace up my sneakers
another set,
another rep,
another mile,

once more.

Originally published at https://vocal.media.