An Ode To My Glutes

What's a gal to do when she goes on a 16km ride by herself and cannot use her iPod? Write a poem to her ass of course! So here it is, the ode to my butt.

I realize now you are tired and sore,

But tomorrow we must do some more.

For cycling we must continue be,

Because we have a lot of fat you see.

But if you continue to shrink of course,

I will get you a pair of new bike shorts. 

Ah, bribery through poetry, classy and effective.