Nemesis

Piece of crap machine...
evil incarnate...

It doesn't help to imagine that you're rowing
on a pristine lake awash in dapple sunlight
when your trainer is hovering and
SCREAMING for you
to pull 500 watts.

I hit a new high today - 478.
I WANT 500.

DON'T congratulate me on freakin' 478.
I'm not celebrating coming close.
I want the dang 500.

Piece of crap machine...dang short legs...

You DO realize that my height
means that I have to pull faster
and harder to get 500 than some
long-legged, beefy-armed,
testosterone-riddled, 3500 daily calorie eating
BOY, right? Dang boys...dang physical advantage...

Piece of crap machine...