Since the passing of my best friend Fatso last year, I have found it very hard to get motivated other than reminding myself that I need to take a morning walk again to stay fit. That should be motivating enough, I guess, but I have had many excuses. When Fatso still around, he would come to my bedroom in the morning to wake me up and take him out for a walk. That's great motivation, because if I didn't get up and do it he's going to follow me around and making me feel guilty for making him hold his nature's call. Fatso never did his business inside the house.
I keep saying I want to go walking every morning and I never get to go. Sometimes I simply don't want to wake up. This is the toughest battle I face. But I started jogging again a couple of days ago, and I will jog again every morning to improve my health and weight loss. I'm not fat, but I started to get that extra handle in the belly, so it was time to stop it before it got to be too thick like a pork chop...LOL! To beat my laziness what I did was before I go to bed I line up my track suit on the top of my bedside table. That way I condition my mind that when I wake up in the morning I have to put on my attire and ready to go, no more excuses. Admit it everyone, we all are vain and want to look good, aren't we?