Volume 2, Day 5
I'm having a hard time finding my motivation to get back on that exercise wagon. Granted, I haven't felt well this week. But, it's beyond that. I'm just ho hum and blah. One would think that the promise of a new decade unfolding right in front of me would be enough to jump start my efforts. Alas, it is not...
I think if I could put together 8 hours of uninterupted sleep, it would make a huge difference. Monday night's sleep was not great thanks to some Nyquil induced hallucinations and a heart to heart with my spirit god brought on by the sweat lodge I created under the blankets of my not so comfy bed (I'm a good wife. I slept in the guest room so as not to infect my adoring husband). But, last night was really the pits. I tried everything even COUNTING SHEEP! I was so restless and could not turn my brain off.
I'm pretty sure my husband wanted to spray disinfectant all over himself this morning because I crept back to our bed for a change of scenery around 4 am. Honestly, I don't think I'm contagious. I do feel better in that regard. But, I'm just exhausted and stressed and bummed and generally in a pathological state of mind. This workday feels like it's taking twice as long to reach it's conclusion. All I want to do is crawl into my bed and go to sleep. But, that has consquences. Taking a nap will result in my being up all night. But, by sticking it out, I run the risk of that "second wind" which I really don't need. Talk about the proverbial "Catch 22"
On the upside, if I can keep my eyelids open, I'm planning on a tasty dinner tonight:
Balsamic Glazed Chicken, Rosemary Roasted Potatoes and Green Beans.... YUM!
Signed,
Sleepless in Nashville
I mean...
Cheers!
Margaret
I say this with love.
ReplyDeleteI really don't give a flying flip if you are motivated or not. "Motivation" landed your butt back on the couch and added 10 pounds of fat. Right now "motivation" is just another excuse to slack.
You don't need motivation. You need to get into the habit of putting one foot in front of the other, no matter how bad it hurts.
Motivation is going to come and go. Ask ANYONE who's done this for years. You don't spend every second up, peppy, and looking for a workout. So to heck with motivation. Right now it's a job. The job is giving you your life back. You don't have to like it. You don't have to want to do it. You need to do it.
So go do it.
(So ends your quasi-Jillian moment. ;) )