Motivation. Give me a reason to get out of bed and I’ll give you a hundred I shouldn’t. The most important – I don’t want to. Tell me how good it is for me to be active, give me all the cliches you can. I’ll pretty simply shut you down with – I don’t want to. I’ll verse off the positive affects to myself but it always ends with – I DON’T WANT TO.
How do I shut that off? What energy drink, healthy eating habits, exercise, motivational memes, uppity song will get me to move? Give me your secret oh wise ones of the world who GET STUFF DONE. Please. I really am starting to smell bad.
But they don’t have any. The reality is, it’s me. My choice, my voice. I have to find my own motivation. So this is for me and all the other motivational bingers. All of us who will have two days, maybe two weeks, of working out, eating well, paying our bills. And then letting it all landslide back into our original mess. This is for the procrastinators, couch potatoes, not-enough-money-ers. It’s a discovery into myself to be the better person i’ve been day dreaming of becoming. I know we can’t all be perfect, but I can at least be happy with myself.
In here I plan to be completely honest. With myself and you. I’ll admit my mistakes, acknowledge my achievements, face the excuses we all make for ourselves. Hopefully by the end of this I’ll walk away a stronger individual. A girl grown into a woman – who can really handle her own. If not, well I guess I’ll have to seek out my own success all over again. But I won’t lie, if I can’t do this, it will be much harder to face myself in the mirror. All I hope is I find my own beauty, find my own strengths, and exude them so hard that, maybe, you can’t help but to find your own too.
So. How do I show you I’m in the makings of becoming better? Firstly, I’m going to publish this blog. It has taken me quite literally a year to work up the courage to make a blog. Then it took me a month to write this post. And at my own satisfied completion it will still take me days to show it to my boyfriend, friend, or mom for editing. Who knows how long it will take me to actually SHARE it on my facebook where YOU will see it. I’ll go on facebook and pump myself full of inspirational memes until I can’t stop shouting “You can do it!” “Every journey starts with the first step!” “It doesn’t matter how long it takes as long as you don’t stop!” And suddenly I’ll vomt this up.
Seriously, that doesn’t work. I think it’ll be more along the lines of someone close to me yelling at me until I do it. Making my first piece of motivational findings: find someone to yell at you until you stop sulking in your self pity. On that note, I’m going to call my mom.