It’s not a secret that even the seemingly motivated people are often unmotivated. That doesn’t mean that they always give in to these feelings, though. They have to work to overcome these feelings just like anyone else. I don’t know if people see me as motivated. Sometimes I feel like a blob on the couch as I scan t.v. stations at night. Occasionally I cook dinner in the microwave or order take out instead of actually using the stove or oven. Once in a while, I lay on the floor as my kids pile books and toys on top of me while I think about how I should be teaching them how to read and write. I’m not quite the model citizen here.
But, you know what? I have the special ability to fight and overcome. Maybe it has something to do with how I was raised. My life was never picture perfect and I always had to be strong in order to stay intact. If I want to do something, then I will get it done. However, I can’t fight all of the time or else I would be too exhausted. I guess I kind of have to pick my battles.
For me, staying physically fit and healthy is very important to me. If I am not running, biking or swimming, then I am not happy. If I am not happy, then I can’t make my family happy. If I become a stick in the mud, then I become depressed. If I become depressed then I lose all motivation to do anything. It is a vicious cycle, I know. So, in order for me to stay motivated in all areas of my life, I have to run, bike or swim. Sure, I might be extra tired from a 20-mile run, but I actually have more energy when I stay moderately active. I do more chores later in the day when I have gone to the gym in the morning. If I don’t exercise, then I tend to sit around all day and nothing gets accomplished. I really can’t explain it, but I know what works for me.
A few people might say that it appears as though I put my fitness priorities before anything else, including my family. But these people are far from correct. I have to take care of myself in order to take care of my family.
Yet, it’s no secret that I feel unmotivated at times. I felt so tired before my ride today and I tried to use the crazy wind as an excuse. However, I knew that if I didn’t ride then I would only feel worse. Once I got on my bike and reached the top of our hill, I was a changed person. I wasn’t tired anymore and I was eager to head up the mountain even though I knew it would be hard work. I came home in time to help with dinner and even get a few chores done. I have my moments, but I know the consequences for not following through.