I've had trouble trying to come up with motivational snipets when I have zero motivation for myself. So, I've been trying to figure out the motivation behind my lack of motivation...
The end of school came along and threw a wrench into my schedule. If you know me, you know that I thrive on a schedule. Secondly, we went to Mexico and everything I've preached about for months went into the Maya Riviera. I ate a large quantity of food (remember that I have no will power at a buffet). Alcohol was flowing freely--perhaps I had a Mojito (a single Mojito, yep, that's my story).
Once we came home from Mexico, we were preparing to help Becky move to Florida. I don't know about you, but long hours in the car lead to endless snacking and not enough activity.
During that trip, I became sick. I have a summer cold or some jazz still today. I drank a few diet drinks -- exercising my action by saying I was so sluggish that I needed caffeine.
Let me just tell you, it's all BS. I've just been excusing myself and kidding myself. Well, enough already!
What the hell is wrong with me? Somebody please help me find my Mojo!
I know it's still out there...I just gotta find it. So, the rest of this weekend, I'm going to flip rocks, open closets, look in the hampers, but by god, I'm going to find that mojo!
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