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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 3 – Advanced)
Topic: Illustrate the meaning of “Don’t Try to Walk before You Can Crawl” (without using the actual phrase or literal example). (01/17/08)

TITLE: Losing It!
By Melanie Kerr


She steps upon the bathroom scales
And swears she hears them sigh
The needle spins and settles on
A weight obscenely high

“I’ve got big bones,” she tells the scales
But knows that it’s a lie
And if the scales could answer back
“Aye right,” they would reply.

It’s time to staunch the greedy flow
Of cakes and chocolate bars
To put away the greasy chips
And peanut butter jars

She clears the fridge of fattening food
She waves the cheese goodbye
She makes a list of salad stuff
And things she can stir fry

She measures each ingredient
With thorough measured care
The plate that used to overflow
Now looks distinctly bare

She finds a coiled skipping rope
That’s hidden in a drawer
The cellophane is still in place
It’s not been used before

She hops and jumps and twirls the rope
Sweat like a river pours
Her heart beat thumping in her breast
She valiantly ignores

Two minutes done she has to stop
She feels so faint and weak
“There must be better ways”, she thinks
“To rescue my physique!”

A DVD has fearless claims
“To smooth the thighs and bum”
It promises in half an hour
To flatten out your tum!

A stick-thin lass in lycra shorts
Cavorts upon the screen
With kicks and jumps that demonstrate
A flawless fit routine

One beat behind and waddling through
Confused by left and right
Her limbs will not cooperate
Her tracksuit feels too tight

A pile of letters rest upon
The open ironing board
A health club makes a promise that
Just cannot be ignored

“Just sign along the dotted line
And fitness can be yours
From dawn till dusk each single day
We open up our doors”

With “oars” in hand she rows her “boat”
Along an unseen shore
She cycles miles of unseen roads
And finds it quite a chore

Up and down an “alpine pass”
The treadmill trundles on
She rushes home, climbs on the scales
A mere eight ounces gone!

Into her swimming costume then
She pours her ample form
Perhaps a lap or two might help
Her body to transform

The water smells of chlorine and
The children splash and play
Each time she launches out to swim
A man gets in her way

She splashes through the water with
A slow and sluggish pace
Dreaming of the medal won
In some Olympic race

The week goes by, and finally ends
A fraught and fretful time
Into a chocolate wrapper she
Would dearly love to climb

Perhaps like in the good old days
There’s too much on her plate
A careful measured plan she thinks
Might better shift the weight

Just implement a single change
Not eight or nine or ten
And if by chance she falters then
She could just start again!

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Sally Hanan01/24/08
Loved it :) especially the bit about climbing into the choocolate wrapper.
Lynda Schultz 01/24/08
Now why are you talking about me? Good stuff.
Marita Vandertogt01/25/08
I really really like this - can relate to each verse. You've pretty much captured the whole dieters experience here. In the end, one change at a time. This is a fun read with some really good advice. Portion control, portion control, portion control.
Sharlyn Guthrie01/25/08
Cute title and fun poem. How appropriate for January!
Catrina Bradley 01/25/08
Just great! Thanks for the smiles, and the lesson.
Holly Westefeld01/26/08
I enjoyed this fun and well-crafted poem.
Personally, I would have appreciated some more conventional punctuation.
Emily Gibson01/26/08
very very well done!
Karen Wilber01/27/08
So why am I sitting here typing instead of exercising? :-D
Great poem. Perfect for this time of year.
Jan Ackerson 01/30/08
Good grief, have you been spying on me? That's just eerie!

Really, really good poem--I loved every stanza.
LauraLee Shaw01/30/08
This is brilliant!

My fav line:
The week goes by, and finally ends
A fraught and fretful time
Into a chocolate wrapper she
Would dearly love to climb

Darling. Convicting.

Sara Harricharan 01/30/08
Heehee, this was good, I liked the line with trying to swim in the pool. That's what usually happens when I try. Good job! ^_^
Beth LaBuff 01/30/08
What fun! Your rhyme and meter are perfect (but you already knew that). I totally enjoyed your creative approach to the topic (with an entry many of us can relate to. :) )
Dee Yoder 01/31/08
Oh, so funny! You have exactly caught the hidden moments we ladies go through to keep and get fit! Love the whole thing.
LauraLee Shaw01/31/08
Congratulations on your EC!!!! Bet you're losing it now! ;)
Sara Harricharan 01/31/08
Verna Cole Mitchell 01/31/08
Congratulations on EC for this most delightful poem/
Daneda Heppner02/02/08
Great title that portrayed the conflict in your poem! I can relate, especially to the man in the pool.