'cause didn't I say something about writing more often as my March goal?
Yeah, well, that didn't happen and that's all I'm going to say about March and well, to be honest, April so far too.
So motivation?
I see we all have a problem with it.
But no answers.
Sadly, I don't have any answers but I do have a theory.
I have this feeling that we are all very good at doing difficult things if someone else's life depends on it. Personally, I quit smoking cold turkey the day I found out I was pregnant with Maisy. Quiting smoking was not something I was able to do on my own for 11 years but when forced with the fact that a very small person's development and well being depended upon me not smoking....well, that was easy. So many "difficult" things I have done for my children - the no smoking (yes, I've added that twice, it was freakin' hard), no drinking, getting up early to get everyone to school on time, and wearing a swimsuit in all my fat girl glory because my children wanted to go the pool and I couldn't let them down.
So why is losing weight, exercising and eating better so damn difficult????
Because it's just for me.
Somehow working hard just for me isn't good enough.
The weight of someone else's life must be in the balance.
Which means that my new motivational technique is to envision some James Bondesqe scenario where some poor schlub in a giant metal cage moves closer and closer towards a giant pit of hungry sharks every time I don't go to the gym. Now it's no longer about me but about that poor soul who will meet their doom if I don't bravely intervene by getting my ass to the gym!
hmmm, I think that might work......
What are you Ladies going to envision???
Sunday, April 13, 2008
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That if I don't get on my bicycle and shed some pounds I will get stuck in a doorway in my house and not be able to come stop Max's bloody nose and it will go on for so long that he passes out and I can't even reach the phone because I don't have a portable and Max will be on his death bed all because I'm too fat to get to him.
Hmmm, that's a little grim, even for my taste.
I'll try again and come back later!
See, I don't think that's the case with me. I think my problem is that I'm not a finisher. So, I get all gung ho about something, losing weight, spring cleaning, a sewing project and then as time (and the project wears on), I lose motivation. That would explain why I still have some areas around the trim in my living room that need to be touched up, six years after we painted it.
Also, I'm still motivated to lose weight, just not so motivated to get on the elliptical. I've been doing pretty well with most everything else.
I love the visions that you and Angelina have though!
Sorry, that deleted comment was me. I pressed the send button twice thinking it hadn't done anything the first time.
The motovation thing can be a killer. I'm with Lisa. No one can beat my enthusiam when I get excited about "starting a project" (blogging, anyone?) But my initial interest peters out way too soon. Why is that?
It's lame and yet completely true that chicks like us would give a substantial amount of tlc to the others in our life without question, but can come up with mondo excuses as to why we cannot do the same things for ourselves.
I do like the cage idea, though. Exactly who is in the cage, and what benefits would I derive from saving him???
Mangos, anyone?
My motivation is seeing me on stage in late August performing in the local production of Chicago in a skimpy outfit and singing my guts out. When I don't think I have the energy I imaging having to put on short shorts, yikes!
Well, your kids' lives and you being INVOLVED in your kids' lives could be motivation. I mean, look at my mother in law and all her health problems due to her weight. She can't keep up with her kids or her grandkids. And I know you'll want to do that.
You look great, Michelle!
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