Dainties versus Dainty

In this corner the heavy weight contender, Dainties.
How many times I’ve been KO-ed by pizza and dip.
Not to mention Venti with extra cream.
Why can’t I seem to remember how I am feeling now.
In the presence of slim women in fashionable Sunday clothes.
Slim pants.
High heels.
I am a big girl in boots with my skirt.
Far from dainty.
This feeling is so very motivating.
At the ring if the bell
Signaling the round has begun and it is time to get out if bed and exercise.
I forget how motivated I am as I sit in church and long for a win.

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