Exercise has always been the hard part for me, with enough motivation, healthy diet isn't so hard, ordering veggies instead of fries, how much effort does that take? But actually putting on those running shoes and hitting the pavement? That kind of motivation is on a whole different level.
Every few weeks I get all hyped up, "I'm gonna get so strong!" I load my ipod up with motivational music, buy new workout clothes, vitamin water, anything that I think my help me actually just freaking MOVE MY ASS. I've been paying my gym membership for well over a year, and I've honestly probably only been a couple dozen times.
I wish I had Jillian from The Biggest Loser screaming in my ear "RUN RUN YOU PIECE OF SHIT YOU ARE WEAK! JUST RUN DONT STOP!" That just might work. At first I thought I'd like Bob as a trainer, because he's not quiet as harsh, and kinda cute. But then I realized that if I'm attracted to my personal trainer, that might get awkward, having sexual fantasies while trying to do leg curls would just be distracting you know?
So here I am, sitting in my workout clothes, ipod in hand, writing about how I need to get motivated to work out. It's always tomorrow...tomorrow I will. Tomorrow all of a sudden something will click and I'll be uber motivated and eager and actually look forward to working out. Yeah right, why do I wait for that, I'm never going to want to get on a stairclimber, those things are torture machines! Take it from Nike, and JUST DO IT. If I dont, I never will.
On that note, I'm off to the gym, pray for me.