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Motivate Me

I need some help. I've turned back into that person who has more excuses than motivation. He has been gone for three weeks. In that time I've been running once. That's it. I have gone from the girl at work yelling at people for making up reasons why they can't fit in any work outs, to the lazy woman laying in bed, turning off her alarm, and rolling over for an extra half hour of sleep.
I have skipped two planned events (a 15k and a bike ride for cancer). I feel like a blob again.
So, please, someone, motivate me. Someone make me not give in to my inner couch potato. Drag my butt out of bed first thing in the morning for a run. Or make me get myself to the bike ride Sunday morning. Don't let me give up on myself.
The Jingle Bell Run is on November 21. I need to do that event, and PR in it. Then the Turkey Trot 10k is Thanksgiving morning. I need to PR there too. Who's going to make sure I hold myself accountable for this goal?
Oh, Wait, That would have to be me. Nobody else can get in my head and make me do it. I need to remember that in order to be a good mom, I need to be a happy and healthy mom. Not running makes me not happy. Not feeling good about myself, and being tired and crabby is a direct result of me not making the time to at least get a half hour run in every day.
So, tonight, regardless, I will run. Even if it has to be at 9 pm, after Bubba is in bed, I will run.
And I will not let anything stop me.

Comments

Teamarcia said…
I think about slipping into that place as well. A break sounds good, but totally falling off the wagon is not. Sorry you're skipping events.
Remember that exercise is something you do just for you. Don't neglect yourself. Hugs!
justme said…
sometimes when i am in that place, i tell myself i don't have to run 3 miles, just do 1 and if i feel ok i will keep going, usually once you start you feel the endophins and you want to do it. good luck.
Debbie said…
Keep setting that alarm!!!!! Even if it takes a week before you give into it, keep setting it because you WILL eventually give in and it will become easier each time you give in...I promise!!!!!! :)
2.15 miles done tonight. I will try again tomorrow morning as well.

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