Imaginary Friends

I do it all for you darlings,

My bike rides, my running,

My hiking, I record it on an app.

I’m that sort of chap.

So you can see that I am holding myself 

To a high standard and not giving up

On my routine. 

It would seem mean

To deprive others

Of the ability to compare

Their times against mine,

Over a given route.

It’s amazing how these things can trace

You every step of the way,

Wherever you are in an open space.

I would never dream of not being

In competition with myself,

It would lower my self esteem.

I’m in great shape now,

Adonis like, stunning.

Even when I walk the dog,

I would never turn back

When I was tired, or the dog was lame,

That’s not my game.

I always walk to the same place

And touch the gate post

Before retracing my tracks,

Counting my steps,

Till the journey ends,

I never cut myself any slack. 

I do it all for you, my friends.