I need some serious motivation.
I can't get a good work out in to save my life. It's bad. Like real bad. I'm stuck in the "I'll start Monday" cycle.
My treadmill is finally put back together. M can live another day with his toilet free toothbrush.
Last night I changed into my gear, got on the treadmill and walked oh I don't know 6 minutes. Got off poured myself a glass of wine and took a bubble bath.
REALLY AMIE? Who does that?
I keep telling myself, I'll start fresh Feb 1. until then I'll be "Fatty McFatterson"
Speaking of fatty, we've been eating out. Any normal person would order a salad and drink water. but I seem to be drinking like it's the only way to get to heaven. I think I'm all cute and funny pounding the margarita's until I step on the scale in the morning.
I just cant get motivated. Maybe it's the weather, maybe it's because it gets dark at 5pm. Maybe I got 103,540 things to do when I get home. Maybe I'm using excuses.
I need help, I'm starting to put winter weight on. I can feel it in my jeans. I can tell I'm just in a funk. I need to tunnel this energy somewhere before M serves me my papers.
What motivates you?
This is pretty high on my list, along with not having to suck my "fun gut" in.
I ventured to my favorite blogs and found some motivation today. I packed my running clothes and plan on running during my lunch break. It's suppose to be 60 today! I'm going to run like I stole something...mainly because the neighborhood I work in is a little on the shady side.
I'm also going to make an inspirational board to stare at while I am on the dreadmill. Maybe that will keep me distracted and on the dreadmill longer than 6 minutes.