Circles

I weave in and out
of black asphalt
grey medians
and raised sidewalk.

After a long day
of raising humans
setting the bar at work
and racing about the town
I'm off on a circuit of my own.

I am encircling
and crossing back
over my path
on an undulating cycle.

I am on a quest
to complete my Circles.
I wanna reach
that little satisfaction
of a feasible To-Do,
that I've To-Done.

With much expectation
and mixed with elation
I hit that molecular moment
where my Stand, Move and
Exercise goals align at high noon.

My wrist vibrates,
haptic applause.
I look down in haste
to glimpse the full effect.

Fireworks shoot forth
from my lime, raspberry
and aqua bullseye.
A celebration in miniature.

Despite my claimed achievement,
I keep walking in loose circles.
Time for a little victory lap,
I reason.