Rehabin’

Upon this steed of steel I ride, with fervent pace and stride so wide,
Expending calories, I glide, with breaths so deep, they swell with pride.
My pulse, it beats a lively tune, a testament that life's a boon,
With O2 levels well in tune, I'm living proof, not gone too soon.
The faces here, they beam with glee, a band of others, we agree,
To push, to pull, to bend the knee, and share laughs, in a fitness spree.

No lack of air shall I abide, as fellow riders by my side,
We chat and trek, a plodding tide, our journey far, our spirits tied.
Inhale, exhale, a rhythmic loom, weaving health in this gym's room,
Twice a week, an hour's bloom, in this communal wellness womb.
This ritual, a hope's decree, that longer life's not just a plea,
But with each rep, a chance to be, a part of life's grand tapestry.

Mick McKellar
May 2024
 

I started pulmonary rehabilitation a couple of weeks ago, hoping to expand my body's ability to deal with failing lungs. #notwithoutafight

Mick