I feel like I beat a dead horse when it comes to motivation, but I really feel strongly about it.
Motivation SUCKS. It's like your really fun, awesome, but flaky friend that you just keep around even though she always bails on you. You don't know why you keep her around- perhaps it's because when she actually does make an appearance it seems worth it? Either way, she's unpredictable and cannot be relied upon.
This is motivation to me. When I have it, it's awesome and I just get. it. done. When it's not around, I'm like, "oh, well I guess the gym and I aren't hanging out tonight".
I asked a friend of mine in high school where she found the energy to do all the sports she did. She skied. She was on basketball, volleyball, and track. She was in band with me. I just didn't know where someone who was so laid back and mellow found the time and energy to do all of that. She just kind of shrugged, "it's important for me to be healthy and in shape, so I just, I dunno.... I just do it." I've never forgotten what she said or the way she said it.
I do know that I never imagined I would lose weight until I actually started doing it. It just sort of snowballed- 5, 10, 15, 20lbs lost and I started to be convinced, but you just have to push through until you hit that stride. Sometimes you just have to have faith that it will work and believe in being thin more than believing you will be fat forever. So much easier said than done, I know.
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