Dear Motivation

Posted on April 5, 2010

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Dear Motivation,

O where, O where has my motivation for working out gone? I love running, I love strength training, and I love any kind of hard workout. But you know what happened? Spring arrived and everything outside turned pretty and everything inside me turned to butterflies and lazy spring afternoons relaxing in the sun. I daydream about reading a book outside and kicking my feet up.

Lately, we’ve done a lot of encouraging of our relaxing behaviors (like ordering the John Adams series to watch from Netflix). I should clarify though. Phil has been good. He goes to the gym, he runs, he lifts weights, he comes home. I pack my gym bag and somehow pack extra underwear but no sports bra. Or, I’ll have so many other tasks going on, I just never quite get around to making it out for my run. Before I know it, dinner and darkness settle in. Oh my, how did I find my butt glued to the couch, curled up in my comfy clothes? Perhaps if I too had baker’s hours so that I was out of work by 3pm, I would have more time for the gym. Well, without the getting up early part.

Or, in the case of last weekend, my attitude was “I just don’t feel like it.” How grown up and ridiculous of me. But I indulged myself for a few days. Enough is enough though and it’s time to find you, my motivation. Where have you gone? Can I entice you back with some homemade pizza Friday night if you’re good all week? I promise. I’ll mix up the dough and freeze just in case you’re good. I wish I knew where you went, I could use some extra encouragement. After all, I’ve got to run 13.1 miles in August.

Please don’t stay gone for long, I need you.

Your humble servant,

Lindsey

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