To battle forces massive and inertial.
To leave the couch for snacks at a commercial.
To stick her dismount from the balance beam.
To glue my molars shut with butter cream.
To show the world that she’s a slammin’ hottie.
To pound some macadamia biscotti.
To win more gold than anybody’s won.
To grab that lemon square before my son.
To run despite the agony that melts her.
To dash upstairs in search of Alka-Seltzer.