
What you have
Many can have
But
What you are
No one
Can be
You are a unique creation
You are enough
Embrace your uniqueness
Accept yourself
E.A. Fussell
08.13.2022
What you have
Many can have
But
What you are
No one
Can be
You are a unique creation
You are enough
Embrace your uniqueness
Accept yourself
E.A. Fussell
08.13.2022
Going into this day
Armed and ready
To face any challenges
Obstacles or fences
That might be
Foolish enough
To face me
E.A. Fussell
08.12.2022
You can wish for it
Or you can work for it
If you’re gonna wish
For fitness
The magic ingredient
Is sweat
Cover yourself in it
Daily
Never give up
And your fitness wishes
Will eventually come true
E.A. Fussell
08.09.2022
Loosening layers
Releasing
Welcoming new ideas
Exploring potential
Blooming
E.A. Fussell
07.15.2022
Reach
Regardless of where you are
Reach
No matter who you are with
Reach
To have a better life
Reach
To help someone else
Reach
To improve your health
Reach
To expand your mind
Reach
To get closer to God
Reach
Always
Reach
E.A. Fussell
07.01.2022
(Poem inspired by this photo posted by Kathie Taylor Fleming on FB)
I’m not showing off
I’m just not
Covering up
Not anymore
Not for anyone
If that makes you
Uncomfortable
Put on a blindfold
Or
Exit the door
E.A. Fussell
06.21.2022
I am learning how to move this mountain of grief to a higher mountain, one of hope. How to transform my pain into a pinnacle of purpose and I will strain my potential until it cries for mercy.
E.A. Fussell
06.18.2022
The flame of motivation doesn’t always stay lit in my eternal quest for fitness. I strike a lot of matches to keep me going. My matches are incognito. Cloaked in words of encouragement, wrapped with visual images. Anything. Deliberate collaborations. Random ideas. Goal outfits. Progress posts. Anything that will spark the flame of desire to keep me moving forward toward my target of overall health.
E.A. Fussell
06.05.2022
There are seven days in the week. We can waste our lives trying to make “someday” one of them.
Or we can choose today, whatever day of the week it is, and make it our “someday, the day we did that that thing we said we were going to do one day”.
E.A. Fussell
06.05.2022
I’m a little
Rough around the edges
Some days more than a little
Occasionally
I entertain myself
By softening the edges
Polishing myself up
But like most shiny things
The sparkle eventually dulls
And then it’s just
Rough old me
Rolling through life
Not fully aware of my impact
Thinking
I should probably apologize
Knowing
That I probably won’t
E.A. Fussell
06.03.2022